Song | The One in the Middle |
Artist | Robert Cray |
Album | Sweet Potato Pie |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Pugh | |
Sometimes at night | |
When I close my eyes | |
I see three women | |
All standing in a line | |
The one on the left | |
She took my heart | |
The one on the right | |
Said she wanted to be free | |
But the one in the middle | |
I still love her | |
And I wonder | |
Does she ever think of me? | |
In my mind | |
I've been to a thousand places | |
When I walk down the street | |
I stare into a thousand faces | |
The flame of love | |
Once shined so brightly | |
Now it's just | |
A slow-burning memory | |
But the one in the middle | |
I still love her | |
Oh, and I wonder | |
Does she ever think of me? | |
Maybe, she wouldn't even care | |
No, that's ok | |
It's all in a dream | |
It's all in a dream, anyway | |
But the one in the middle | |
Oh, I still love her | |
And I wonder, does she ever think of me? | |
SOLO | |
Ohhhhh, I still love her | |
And I wonder, does she ever think of me? |
zuo ci : Pugh | |
Sometimes at night | |
When I close my eyes | |
I see three women | |
All standing in a line | |
The one on the left | |
She took my heart | |
The one on the right | |
Said she wanted to be free | |
But the one in the middle | |
I still love her | |
And I wonder | |
Does she ever think of me? | |
In my mind | |
I' ve been to a thousand places | |
When I walk down the street | |
I stare into a thousand faces | |
The flame of love | |
Once shined so brightly | |
Now it' s just | |
A slowburning memory | |
But the one in the middle | |
I still love her | |
Oh, and I wonder | |
Does she ever think of me? | |
Maybe, she wouldn' t even care | |
No, that' s ok | |
It' s all in a dream | |
It' s all in a dream, anyway | |
But the one in the middle | |
Oh, I still love her | |
And I wonder, does she ever think of me? | |
SOLO | |
Ohhhhh, I still love her | |
And I wonder, does she ever think of me? |
zuò cí : Pugh | |
Sometimes at night | |
When I close my eyes | |
I see three women | |
All standing in a line | |
The one on the left | |
She took my heart | |
The one on the right | |
Said she wanted to be free | |
But the one in the middle | |
I still love her | |
And I wonder | |
Does she ever think of me? | |
In my mind | |
I' ve been to a thousand places | |
When I walk down the street | |
I stare into a thousand faces | |
The flame of love | |
Once shined so brightly | |
Now it' s just | |
A slowburning memory | |
But the one in the middle | |
I still love her | |
Oh, and I wonder | |
Does she ever think of me? | |
Maybe, she wouldn' t even care | |
No, that' s ok | |
It' s all in a dream | |
It' s all in a dream, anyway | |
But the one in the middle | |
Oh, I still love her | |
And I wonder, does she ever think of me? | |
SOLO | |
Ohhhhh, I still love her | |
And I wonder, does she ever think of me? |