[00:00.000] 作词 : Sara K. Wooldridge
[00:00.689] 作曲 : Sara K Wooldridge
[00:01.378]There's no name on the back of your belt
[00:06.128]You're strong and you're sturdy
[00:08.779]but somethin ain't right
[00:11.279]Most of the feelings you've ever felt
[00:15.779]Cot lost in the early mornin light
[00:21.670]You know how to hold 'em know how to hold 'em tight
[00:32.371]Rumors don't phase you they draw and erase you
[00:37.321]Leave you like signs in the rain
[00:42.321]If nobody finds it and the paint has worn off of it
[00:47.222]There's not much there to explain
[00:51.572]'Cept you know how to hold em
[00:54.922]you know how to hold'em tight
[01:01.322]You know how to find me
[01:04.773]if you need somewhere to hide
[01:11.273]Where you get stars
[01:13.323]on the ceiling stars in your eyes
[01:22.546]Stars that don't talk much 'til they fall from the sky
[02:51.045]There's an old bed in the back of
[02:54.045]your truck and navajo blankets
[02:58.145]And a bottle of jack
[02:59.946]It looks like a suitcase and runs like a greyhound
[03:05.795]Looks like It's been to the moon and back
[03:11.196]And you know how to hold 'em know
[03:15.146]how to hold'em tight
[03:21.098]You know how to find me
[03:24.549]if you need somewhere to hide
[03:30.749]Where you get stars on the ceiling stars
[03:38.400]in your eyes
[03:42.252]Stars that don't talk much 'til they fall from the sky

作词 : Sara K. Wooldridge
作曲 : Sara K Wooldridge
There's no name on the back of your belt
You're strong and you're sturdy
but somethin ain't right
Most of the feelings you've ever felt
Cot lost in the early mornin light
You know how to hold 'em know how to hold 'em tight
Rumors don't phase you they draw and erase you
Leave you like signs in the rain
If nobody finds it and the paint has worn off of it
There's not much there to explain
'Cept you know how to hold em
you know how to hold'em tight
You know how to find me
if you need somewhere to hide
Where you get stars
on the ceiling stars in your eyes
Stars that don't talk much 'til they fall from the sky
There's an old bed in the back of
your truck and navajo blankets
And a bottle of jack
It looks like a suitcase and runs like a greyhound
Looks like It's been to the moon and back
And you know how to hold 'em know
how to hold'em tight
You know how to find me
if you need somewhere to hide
Where you get stars on the ceiling stars
in your eyes
Stars that don't talk much 'til they fall from the sky