| Song | Cross Against the Moon |
| Artist | Mindy McCready |
| Album | If I Don't Stay the Night |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bergsnes, Maher | |
| Moonlight streaks across a picture of a marilyn monroe | |
| While the corn stocks rattle outside her bedroom window | |
| A strong nebraska wind laying those prairie fields flat | |
| She reads those bible stories to her calico cat | |
| She stares into the mirror at the cross around her neck | |
| And hears her daddy's sermons echo through her head | |
| Then she closes her eyes and drifts into a dream | |
| Sees her name on a marquis sign beside james dean | |
| It's the cross against the moon | |
| A restless girl in a pink bedroom | |
| Sweet seventeen and the silver screen | |
| Yellow brick road and technicolor dreams | |
| Nothings black and white | |
| Nothings wrong or right | |
| Just questions that she hopes to answer soon | |
| It's the cross against the moon | |
| Woo-oh, cross against the moon | |
| Oh, yeah | |
| Her daddy said sundays spent in gospel tents | |
| Would keep the stars from stealing her innocence | |
| She wants to live her life without these doubts and fears | |
| But the sound of brimstone burning whispers in her ears | |
| So she fights the battle of what she wants to be | |
| Trying hard to find the courage to chase her dreams | |
| She looks up to marilyn says your looking good | |
| She puts her bible in her suitcase, pens off to hollywood | |
| It's the cross against the moon | |
| A restless girl in a pink bedroom | |
| Sweet seventeen and the silver screen | |
| Yellow brick road and technicolor dreams | |
| Nothings black and white | |
| Nothings wrong or right | |
| Just questions that she hopes to answer soon | |
| It's the cross against the moon | |
| Woo-oh, cross against the moon | |
| Cross against the moon | |
| Ooh-oh-oh | |
| Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh |
| zuo ci : Bergsnes, Maher | |
| Moonlight streaks across a picture of a marilyn monroe | |
| While the corn stocks rattle outside her bedroom window | |
| A strong nebraska wind laying those prairie fields flat | |
| She reads those bible stories to her calico cat | |
| She stares into the mirror at the cross around her neck | |
| And hears her daddy' s sermons echo through her head | |
| Then she closes her eyes and drifts into a dream | |
| Sees her name on a marquis sign beside james dean | |
| It' s the cross against the moon | |
| A restless girl in a pink bedroom | |
| Sweet seventeen and the silver screen | |
| Yellow brick road and technicolor dreams | |
| Nothings black and white | |
| Nothings wrong or right | |
| Just questions that she hopes to answer soon | |
| It' s the cross against the moon | |
| Woooh, cross against the moon | |
| Oh, yeah | |
| Her daddy said sundays spent in gospel tents | |
| Would keep the stars from stealing her innocence | |
| She wants to live her life without these doubts and fears | |
| But the sound of brimstone burning whispers in her ears | |
| So she fights the battle of what she wants to be | |
| Trying hard to find the courage to chase her dreams | |
| She looks up to marilyn says your looking good | |
| She puts her bible in her suitcase, pens off to hollywood | |
| It' s the cross against the moon | |
| A restless girl in a pink bedroom | |
| Sweet seventeen and the silver screen | |
| Yellow brick road and technicolor dreams | |
| Nothings black and white | |
| Nothings wrong or right | |
| Just questions that she hopes to answer soon | |
| It' s the cross against the moon | |
| Woooh, cross against the moon | |
| Cross against the moon | |
| Oohohoh | |
| Ohohohohohohoh |
| zuò cí : Bergsnes, Maher | |
| Moonlight streaks across a picture of a marilyn monroe | |
| While the corn stocks rattle outside her bedroom window | |
| A strong nebraska wind laying those prairie fields flat | |
| She reads those bible stories to her calico cat | |
| She stares into the mirror at the cross around her neck | |
| And hears her daddy' s sermons echo through her head | |
| Then she closes her eyes and drifts into a dream | |
| Sees her name on a marquis sign beside james dean | |
| It' s the cross against the moon | |
| A restless girl in a pink bedroom | |
| Sweet seventeen and the silver screen | |
| Yellow brick road and technicolor dreams | |
| Nothings black and white | |
| Nothings wrong or right | |
| Just questions that she hopes to answer soon | |
| It' s the cross against the moon | |
| Woooh, cross against the moon | |
| Oh, yeah | |
| Her daddy said sundays spent in gospel tents | |
| Would keep the stars from stealing her innocence | |
| She wants to live her life without these doubts and fears | |
| But the sound of brimstone burning whispers in her ears | |
| So she fights the battle of what she wants to be | |
| Trying hard to find the courage to chase her dreams | |
| She looks up to marilyn says your looking good | |
| She puts her bible in her suitcase, pens off to hollywood | |
| It' s the cross against the moon | |
| A restless girl in a pink bedroom | |
| Sweet seventeen and the silver screen | |
| Yellow brick road and technicolor dreams | |
| Nothings black and white | |
| Nothings wrong or right | |
| Just questions that she hopes to answer soon | |
| It' s the cross against the moon | |
| Woooh, cross against the moon | |
| Cross against the moon | |
| Oohohoh | |
| Ohohohohohohoh |