| Song | When I Was a Fool |
| Artist | Concrete Blonde |
| Album | Group Therapy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Concrete Blonde |
| [00:28.900] | I re-read silly lines |
| [00:30.990] | That made sense at the time |
| [00:33.130] | Pages all stained with tears and red wine |
| [00:36.510] | And I walk through the airport and see magazines |
| [00:40.150] | Every face that I see |
| [00:41.940] | So much younger than me |
| [00:43.480] | And I smile to myself how I don't even miss |
| [00:47.260] | My glorious past or the lips that I've kissed |
| [00:51.590] | And I think to myself that how easy this is |
| [00:55.030] | Easy to breathe, easy to live |
| [00:58.310] | And I wonder why I tear myself in two |
| [01:05.580] | Over how to be, what to say and what to do |
| [01:13.140] | And I know you liked me better then |
| [01:17.340] | And I know you liked me better when I was a fool |
| [01:29.640] | …I was a fool |
| [01:54.810] | So I live in these days |
| [01:57.010] | But I still have my old ways |
| [01:59.390] | 'cause the future, somehow, has yet to arrive |
| [02:03.730] | And I see all around me the women on time |
| [02:06.510] | Kids and divorces and crisis in midlife |
| [02:10.300] | and do I surrender and give up my dream |
| [02:13.730] | for a brick in the wall and a washing machine |
| [02:17.710] | grow up and get real |
| [02:19.250] | for a kid in their teens |
| [02:20.940] | who won't care what I've done |
| [02:22.790] | where I've been, what I've seen |
| [02:24.770] | And I wonder why I tear myself in two |
| [02:31.650] | over who to be, how to be and what to do |
| [02:39.060] | and I know you liked me better then |
| [02:42.890] | and I know you liked me better when |
| [02:51.750] | …I…was a fool |
| [03:21.700] | I'm free to a fault |
| [03:28.180] | I'm 45 |
| [03:35.340] | I'm playing guitar |
| [03:41.910] | I'm living my life |
| [03:48.820] | Fly down the highway |
| [03:56.340] | Sun on my face |
| [04:02.420] | I belong to nobody |
| [04:08.480] | I belong to no place |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Concrete Blonde |
| [00:28.900] | I reread silly lines |
| [00:30.990] | That made sense at the time |
| [00:33.130] | Pages all stained with tears and red wine |
| [00:36.510] | And I walk through the airport and see magazines |
| [00:40.150] | Every face that I see |
| [00:41.940] | So much younger than me |
| [00:43.480] | And I smile to myself how I don' t even miss |
| [00:47.260] | My glorious past or the lips that I' ve kissed |
| [00:51.590] | And I think to myself that how easy this is |
| [00:55.030] | Easy to breathe, easy to live |
| [00:58.310] | And I wonder why I tear myself in two |
| [01:05.580] | Over how to be, what to say and what to do |
| [01:13.140] | And I know you liked me better then |
| [01:17.340] | And I know you liked me better when I was a fool |
| [01:29.640] | I was a fool |
| [01:54.810] | So I live in these days |
| [01:57.010] | But I still have my old ways |
| [01:59.390] | ' cause the future, somehow, has yet to arrive |
| [02:03.730] | And I see all around me the women on time |
| [02:06.510] | Kids and divorces and crisis in midlife |
| [02:10.300] | and do I surrender and give up my dream |
| [02:13.730] | for a brick in the wall and a washing machine |
| [02:17.710] | grow up and get real |
| [02:19.250] | for a kid in their teens |
| [02:20.940] | who won' t care what I' ve done |
| [02:22.790] | where I' ve been, what I' ve seen |
| [02:24.770] | And I wonder why I tear myself in two |
| [02:31.650] | over who to be, how to be and what to do |
| [02:39.060] | and I know you liked me better then |
| [02:42.890] | and I know you liked me better when |
| [02:51.750] | I was a fool |
| [03:21.700] | I' m free to a fault |
| [03:28.180] | I' m 45 |
| [03:35.340] | I' m playing guitar |
| [03:41.910] | I' m living my life |
| [03:48.820] | Fly down the highway |
| [03:56.340] | Sun on my face |
| [04:02.420] | I belong to nobody |
| [04:08.480] | I belong to no place |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Concrete Blonde |
| [00:28.900] | I reread silly lines |
| [00:30.990] | That made sense at the time |
| [00:33.130] | Pages all stained with tears and red wine |
| [00:36.510] | And I walk through the airport and see magazines |
| [00:40.150] | Every face that I see |
| [00:41.940] | So much younger than me |
| [00:43.480] | And I smile to myself how I don' t even miss |
| [00:47.260] | My glorious past or the lips that I' ve kissed |
| [00:51.590] | And I think to myself that how easy this is |
| [00:55.030] | Easy to breathe, easy to live |
| [00:58.310] | And I wonder why I tear myself in two |
| [01:05.580] | Over how to be, what to say and what to do |
| [01:13.140] | And I know you liked me better then |
| [01:17.340] | And I know you liked me better when I was a fool |
| [01:29.640] | I was a fool |
| [01:54.810] | So I live in these days |
| [01:57.010] | But I still have my old ways |
| [01:59.390] | ' cause the future, somehow, has yet to arrive |
| [02:03.730] | And I see all around me the women on time |
| [02:06.510] | Kids and divorces and crisis in midlife |
| [02:10.300] | and do I surrender and give up my dream |
| [02:13.730] | for a brick in the wall and a washing machine |
| [02:17.710] | grow up and get real |
| [02:19.250] | for a kid in their teens |
| [02:20.940] | who won' t care what I' ve done |
| [02:22.790] | where I' ve been, what I' ve seen |
| [02:24.770] | And I wonder why I tear myself in two |
| [02:31.650] | over who to be, how to be and what to do |
| [02:39.060] | and I know you liked me better then |
| [02:42.890] | and I know you liked me better when |
| [02:51.750] | I was a fool |
| [03:21.700] | I' m free to a fault |
| [03:28.180] | I' m 45 |
| [03:35.340] | I' m playing guitar |
| [03:41.910] | I' m living my life |
| [03:48.820] | Fly down the highway |
| [03:56.340] | Sun on my face |
| [04:02.420] | I belong to nobody |
| [04:08.480] | I belong to no place |