wasted time 是歌名
歌詞全文："Wasted Time"
The rain is coming down tonight
I'm smiling looking at this photograph
I hear that song and
I'm flying right back
To when we had it made
Every Friday night when
the sun went down
We'd be running them
streets like we owned the town
And I just can't let it go,
no, I just can't let it go
I wonder if you ever
think about it like I do
Seven kids on my two lane road
Had the guns on the radio
After all this time it
still feels, feels so good
When I think
about those summer nights
Singing out the window,
on the back roads,
Sweet Child of Mine
Sipping on the local's spark of light
Ain't it funny how
the best days of my life
Was all that wasted time
, all that wasted time
Out of nowhere, it slipped away
And the rope by
the river hangs silently
And the town that I knew ain
't nothing like it used to be
Ah, I can't explain
They took all the
color from the picture frame
And the days got sold
to the grid and the game
We had the guns on the radio
Swinging on the line
Living all that wasted time
Hey, hey, now
Summer dresses rained on
the hood of the car
Only music that we had
was out the left speaker
We were living every second
'til the time ran out
We had nothing but we had it all
about those summer night
Sneaking out the window
, running back roads
Your hand in mine
We were going nowhere
, we were so alive
Uh huh, ain't it funny
how the best days of my life
We were swinging out on the line
Hey, you know oh
(All that wasted time)
Don't you feel it coming on back now
(Time, time, time)
wasted time 是歌名
歌詞全文："Wasted Time"
The rain is coming down tonight
I'm smiling looking at this photograph
I hear that song and
I'm flying right back
To when we had it made
Every Friday night when
the sun went down
We'd be running them
streets like we owned the town
And I just can't let it go,
no, I just can't let it go
I wonder if you ever
think about it like I do
Seven kids on my two lane road
Had the guns on the radio
After all this time it
still feels, feels so good
When I think
about those summer nights
Singing out the window,
on the back roads,
Sweet Child of Mine
Sipping on the local's spark of light
Ain't it funny how
the best days of my life
Was all that wasted time
, all that wasted time
Out of nowhere, it slipped away
And the rope by
the river hangs silently
And the town that I knew ain
't nothing like it used to be
Ah, I can't explain
They took all the
color from the picture frame
And the days got sold
to the grid and the game
And I just can't let it go,
no, I just can't let it go
I wonder if you ever
think about it like I do
Seven kids on my two lane road
We had the guns on the radio
After all this time it
still feels, feels so good
When I think
about those summer nights
Singing out the window,
on the back roads,
Sweet Child of Mine
Sipping on the local's spark of light
Ain't it funny how
the best days of my life
Was all that wasted time
, all that wasted time
Swinging on the line
Living all that wasted time
Hey, hey, now
Summer dresses rained on
the hood of the car
Only music that we had
was out the left speaker
We were living every second
'til the time ran out
We had nothing but we had it all
When I think
about those summer night
Sneaking out the window
, running back roads
Your hand in mine
We were going nowhere
, we were so alive
Uh huh, ain't it funny
how the best days of my life
Was all that wasted time
, all that wasted time
We were swinging out on the line
Living all that wasted time
Hey, you know oh
(All that wasted time)
Don't you feel it coming on back now
(Time, time, time)