歌曲：Learning to Love Again
歌手：Mat Kearney
专辑：Young Love
上传：bloOmstar

Mat Kearney - Learning to Love Again
Your poker face ain't fooling nobody, nobody here
We've all felt the flame and she'd those same tears
Driving home to a one man hell, still counting years, still counting years
Hey brother we're all learning to love again
'Cause that was the real you running through the fields of gold wide open
Standing in places no picture contains
That was the real you, windows down, we could smell the mint fields crying
Sing with the radio to song we can't name
That was the real
You saying, "Maybe I'm not too young to be a cowboy."
Hey brother, we're all learning to love again
Making up your bed that day on a foreign floor between foreign walls
Thinking 'bout the words you'd say to a phone that never calls
Feel the weight of your father's ring and all those dreams, and all those dreams
That was the real you saying, "Maybe I'm not to young too be a cowboy."
I know you like I know my reflection
Walking on the water 'cross an ocean of desire
Everyone I know is looking for protection
Trying to pull your hometown 'cross a telephone wire
'cross a telephone wire
'Cause that was the real you standing there in the shape of your body
Fear don' know no love when we're all the same
That was the real you looking back across the water
Tears falling like rain, drops rippling against the shame
That was the real you singing hallelujah, looking down a barrel

Learning To Love Again歌词

Mat Kearney

简介：

[ti:Learning to Love Again]
[ar:Mat Kearney]
[al:Young Love]
[by:bloOmstar]
[00:00.00]Mat Kearney - Learning to Love Again
[03:57.03][01:29.28][00:04.00]
[00:24.35]Your poker face ain't fooling nobody, nobody here
[00:30.53]We've all felt the flame and she'd those same tears
[00:36.02]Driving home to a one man hell, still counting years, still counting years
[00:42.55]Hey brother we're all learning to love again
[02:04.44][00:47.83]'Cause that was the real you running through the fields of gold wide open
[02:10.57][00:54.36]Standing in places no picture contains
[02:16.27][00:59.93]That was the real you, windows down, we could smell the mint fields crying
[02:22.36][01:06.07]Sing with the radio to song we can't name
[01:11.27]That was the real
[01:13.67]You saying, "Maybe I'm not too young to be a cowboy."
[03:50.84][03:44.75][03:39.22][02:34.49][01:58.99][01:23.83][01:18.19]Hey brother, we're all learning to love again
[01:41.24]Making up your bed that day on a foreign floor between foreign walls
[01:46.91]Thinking 'bout the words you'd say to a phone that never calls
[01:52.50]Feel the weight of your father's ring and all those dreams, and all those dreams
[02:28.05]That was the real you saying, "Maybe I'm not to young too be a cowboy."
[02:40.37]I know you like I know my reflection
[02:45.69]Walking on the water 'cross an ocean of desire
[02:51.16]Everyone I know is looking for protection
[02:57.06]Trying to pull your hometown 'cross a telephone wire
[03:04.88]'cross a telephone wire
[03:09.86]'Cause that was the real you standing there in the shape of your body
[03:15.79]Fear don' know no love when we're all the same
[03:21.15]That was the real you looking back across the water
[03:27.55]Tears falling like rain, drops rippling against the shame
[03:32.87]That was the real you singing hallelujah, looking down a barrel