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Ain't Life a Brook

Ferron2005年11月1日

Ain't Life a Brook 歌詞

Ain't Life A Brook - Ferron

Written by:Ferron Foisy

I watch you reading a book

 

I get to thinking our love's a polished stone

 

You give me a long drawn look

 

I know pretty soon you're going to leave our home

 

And of course I mind

 

Especially when I'm thinking from my heart

 

But life don't clickety clack down a straight line track

 

It comes together and it comes apart

 

You say you hope I'm not the kind

 

To make you feel obliged

To go ticking through your time

 

With a pained look in your eyes

You give me the furniture we'll divide the photographs

 

Go out to dinner one more time

 

Have ourselves a bottle of wine

 

And a couple of laughs

 

And when first you left

 

I stayed so sad I wouldn't sleep

 

I know that love's a gift I thought yours was mine

 

And something that I could keep

 

Now I realize that time is not the only compromise

 

But a bird in the hand could be an all night stand

Between a blazing fire and a pocket of skies

 

So I hope I'm not the kind

 

To make you feel obliged

To go ticking through your time

 

With a pained look in your eyes

I covered the furniture I framed the photographs

 

Went out to dinner one more time

 

Had myself a bottle of wine and a couple of laughs

 

And just the other day

 

I got your letter in the mail

 

I'm happy for you its been so long

You've been wanting a cabin and a backwoods trail

 

And I think that's great me

I seem to find myself in school

 

It's all OK I just want to say

 

I'm so relieved we didn't do it cruel

 

But ain't life a brook

 

Just when I get to feeling like a polished stone

 

I give me along drawn look

 

It's kind of a drag to find yourself alone

And sometimes I mind

 

Especially when I'm waiting on your heart

 

But life don't clickety clack down a straight line track

 

It comes together and it comes apart

 

Cause I know you're not the kind

 

To make me feel obliged

To go ticking through my time with a pained look

In my eyes

I sold the furniture I put away the photographs

 

Went out to dinner one more time

 

Skipped the bottle of wine

Had a couple of laughs

 

And wasn't it fine