Song | Meet Me in the Meadow |
Artist | Paul Westerberg |
Album | Open Season (O.S.T) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : | |
You and me will run and hide, | |
We can walk side by side. | |
You and me, | |
We’ve gotta’ be free. | |
‘Cause that’s the only way to be. | |
And not in the hallow, | |
Waiting for you there though. | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Where the cottonwoods, they rustle in the breeze | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Where the cottonwood is rustling in the breeze. | |
We can run side by side, | |
Never again, will we have to hide. | |
You and me, we’ve gotta’ be free, | |
‘Cause that’s the only way to be. | |
But not in the hallow, | |
Waiting for you there though. | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Where the cottonwood is rustling in the breeze. | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Where the cottonwood is rustling in the breeze. | |
And I know, | |
You wouldn’t have to say please | |
You and me, we’ve gotta’ live free. | |
I’ll meet you underneath our special tree. | |
But not in the hallow, | |
Baby you’re good to go. | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Where the cottonwood is rustling in the breeze. | |
Yeah, | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Where the cottonwood is rustling in the breeze. | |
Meet me in the meadow | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Let’s fall in love and never hurt anyone | |
C’mon | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Where the cottonwoods, they rustle in the breeze | |
Where the cottonwood is rustling in the breeze. | |
Meet me in the meadow… |
zuo ci : | |
You and me will run and hide, | |
We can walk side by side. | |
You and me, | |
We' ve gotta' be free. | |
' Cause that' s the only way to be. | |
And not in the hallow, | |
Waiting for you there though. | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Where the cottonwoods, they rustle in the breeze | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Where the cottonwood is rustling in the breeze. | |
We can run side by side, | |
Never again, will we have to hide. | |
You and me, we' ve gotta' be free, | |
' Cause that' s the only way to be. | |
But not in the hallow, | |
Waiting for you there though. | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Where the cottonwood is rustling in the breeze. | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Where the cottonwood is rustling in the breeze. | |
And I know, | |
You wouldn' t have to say please | |
You and me, we' ve gotta' live free. | |
I' ll meet you underneath our special tree. | |
But not in the hallow, | |
Baby you' re good to go. | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Where the cottonwood is rustling in the breeze. | |
Yeah, | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Where the cottonwood is rustling in the breeze. | |
Meet me in the meadow | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Let' s fall in love and never hurt anyone | |
C' mon | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Where the cottonwoods, they rustle in the breeze | |
Where the cottonwood is rustling in the breeze. | |
Meet me in the meadow |
zuò cí : | |
You and me will run and hide, | |
We can walk side by side. | |
You and me, | |
We' ve gotta' be free. | |
' Cause that' s the only way to be. | |
And not in the hallow, | |
Waiting for you there though. | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Where the cottonwoods, they rustle in the breeze | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Where the cottonwood is rustling in the breeze. | |
We can run side by side, | |
Never again, will we have to hide. | |
You and me, we' ve gotta' be free, | |
' Cause that' s the only way to be. | |
But not in the hallow, | |
Waiting for you there though. | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Where the cottonwood is rustling in the breeze. | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Where the cottonwood is rustling in the breeze. | |
And I know, | |
You wouldn' t have to say please | |
You and me, we' ve gotta' live free. | |
I' ll meet you underneath our special tree. | |
But not in the hallow, | |
Baby you' re good to go. | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Where the cottonwood is rustling in the breeze. | |
Yeah, | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Where the cottonwood is rustling in the breeze. | |
Meet me in the meadow | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Let' s fall in love and never hurt anyone | |
C' mon | |
Meet me in the meadow, | |
Where the cottonwoods, they rustle in the breeze | |
Where the cottonwood is rustling in the breeze. | |
Meet me in the meadow |