Волынки и Web.
Ничего общего! Почти...

A Father’s Love / The Only Way He Knew How

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 13.07.2012

(Steve Williams / Liz Hengber / Thom Shepherd)

For the longest time he was the kind I just didn't understand
Hard to read, hard to please, yeah that was my old man
On the day I left I for college it was nothing new
We never had that heart to heart, he had too much to do

He checked the air in my tires, the belts and all the sparkplug wires
Said when was the last time you had this oil changed
And as I pulled out the drive he said, "be sure and call your mom sometime"
I didn't hear it then but I hear it now
He was saying "I love you," the only way he knew how

A hundred twenty thousand miles and 6 years down the road
Brand new life brand new wife we just bought our first home
When he finally came to visit I thought he'd be so proud
He never said he liked the place he just got his tool belt out

And put new locks on the doors, went back and forth to the hardware store
Said come and hold this flashlight as he crawled beneath the sink
These old wires aren't up to code and that circuit box is gonna overload
And I didn't hear it then but I hear it now
He was saying I love you the only way he knew how

Last Sunday we all gathered for his 65th birthday
And I knew he'd stiffen up but I hugged him anyway
When was finally time to say goodbye I knew what was next
Just like he always did right before he left

He checked the air in my tires, the belts and all the sparkplug wires
Said when was the last time you had this oil changed
And as I pulled out the drive he said, "be sure to call your mom sometime"
And I wish I knew back then what I know now
He was saying "I love you," the only way he knew how


Похожие новости.


Help Me Make It Throught The Night

Help Me Make It Throught The Night

Take the ribbon from your hair, Shake it loose and let it fall, Layin' soft upon my skin. Like the shadows on the wall. Come and lay down by my side 'till the early morning



Troppo Buono

Troppo Buono

La met? di una bugia non fa la verit? quindi nonostante tutto non potr? pi? amarti e mi prendevo in giro avevi tutta la vita davanti e lo capivo la met? di ci? che



Трек 22

Трек 22

Світло плаче поміж стелями Печуть звуки, о, як брехня Завернуті в каремелі вони Всі в каремелі вони Крізь Hi-Fi мембрану як вода День тече, тане, п’ю час солоний Я із келихів трьох мікрофонів О, тиша нам плеще



Top Chef

Top Chef

I'm all in the kitchen call me the top chef Servin' up these yams till there ain't none left, Y'all niggas cooking babies, I'm cooking straight chickens now who got the gravy, Call me



Леха (поп-версия)

Леха (поп-версия)

Бьянка Я тебе не нравлюсь, точно поняла А я так влюбилась, плохи все дела Сколько на подушку дней я плакала Где моя подружка - успокой меня У него глаза, что я сойду с ума Я куплю




Нет комментариев

Комментариев нет.

Извините, обсуждение на данный момент закрыто.