| Song | I Found A Letter |
| Artist | Allison Moorer |
| Album | Alabama Song |
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| 作词 : Moorer, Primm | |
| (Allison Moorer/Doyle Primm) | |
| I found a letter that you wrote me | |
| It said I was your one and only | |
| And you would never ever leave my loving arms | |
| But the truth is all that matters | |
| Your pretty words no longer flatter ' | |
| Cause I know they didn't come from your heart | |
| I found your guitar in the closet | |
| I remember when you bought it | |
| And how you serenaded me under the stars | |
| Now there's no one here to play it | |
| You changed your tune, | |
| I hate to say it | |
| But the songs didn't come from your heart | |
| In your heart, | |
| I believed | |
| I'd found the love of my dreams | |
| I hoped my search was through | |
| But now, all | |
| I'm finding are memories that remind me | |
| What a fool | |
| I was, to think it was true | |
| I found your ring still on my finger | |
| It's been there since we saw the preacher | |
| And swore to him, in front of | |
| God, death do us part | |
| It's just a fourteen-carat trinket | |
| But like my promise, | |
| I will keep it | |
| Even though it didn't come from your heart | |
| I found a letter that you wrote me |
| zuo ci : Moorer, Primm | |
| Allison Moorer Doyle Primm | |
| I found a letter that you wrote me | |
| It said I was your one and only | |
| And you would never ever leave my loving arms | |
| But the truth is all that matters | |
| Your pretty words no longer flatter ' | |
| Cause I know they didn' t come from your heart | |
| I found your guitar in the closet | |
| I remember when you bought it | |
| And how you serenaded me under the stars | |
| Now there' s no one here to play it | |
| You changed your tune, | |
| I hate to say it | |
| But the songs didn' t come from your heart | |
| In your heart, | |
| I believed | |
| I' d found the love of my dreams | |
| I hoped my search was through | |
| But now, all | |
| I' m finding are memories that remind me | |
| What a fool | |
| I was, to think it was true | |
| I found your ring still on my finger | |
| It' s been there since we saw the preacher | |
| And swore to him, in front of | |
| God, death do us part | |
| It' s just a fourteencarat trinket | |
| But like my promise, | |
| I will keep it | |
| Even though it didn' t come from your heart | |
| I found a letter that you wrote me |
| zuò cí : Moorer, Primm | |
| Allison Moorer Doyle Primm | |
| I found a letter that you wrote me | |
| It said I was your one and only | |
| And you would never ever leave my loving arms | |
| But the truth is all that matters | |
| Your pretty words no longer flatter ' | |
| Cause I know they didn' t come from your heart | |
| I found your guitar in the closet | |
| I remember when you bought it | |
| And how you serenaded me under the stars | |
| Now there' s no one here to play it | |
| You changed your tune, | |
| I hate to say it | |
| But the songs didn' t come from your heart | |
| In your heart, | |
| I believed | |
| I' d found the love of my dreams | |
| I hoped my search was through | |
| But now, all | |
| I' m finding are memories that remind me | |
| What a fool | |
| I was, to think it was true | |
| I found your ring still on my finger | |
| It' s been there since we saw the preacher | |
| And swore to him, in front of | |
| God, death do us part | |
| It' s just a fourteencarat trinket | |
| But like my promise, | |
| I will keep it | |
| Even though it didn' t come from your heart | |
| I found a letter that you wrote me |