Which Five Years Lyrics
| Song | Which Five Years |
| Artist | Pam Tillis |
| Album | Thunder & Roses |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Drew, Wiseman | |
| Another birthday, another candle, | |
| Sometimes it’s hard to handle | |
| The sight of twenty-five | |
| Is it me or do the years just fly | |
| And all my friends say | |
| You don’t look it | |
| They smile and tell me | |
| I shouldn’t let it get to me | |
| Ah, but it gets to me that it gets to me | |
| And I know that the cold hard truth these days | |
| Is that everybody lies about their age | |
| Just four or five years, there’s nothing to it | |
| But I’m the one who lived through it. | |
| So which five years would | |
| I lose Which lessons would | |
| I choose to have to learn again | |
| I wonder Just to seem a little younger | |
| Which memories, which loves | |
| Which friends would | |
| I give up | |
| And not want back for | |
| All the laughter, all the tears | |
| Tell me which five years | |
| Now there’s been times when, there were some things | |
| If I had a time machine, | |
| I’d of done ‘em differently | |
| Oh but now | |
| I see that | |
| I just can’t see | |
| What to blame and what to credit | |
| There’s just no way you can edit the shadow from the shine | |
| You see it’s all so perfectly intertwined | |
| And I’ve come to the point where | |
| I’ve faced the fact | |
| That it all adds up and | |
| I won’t subtract | |
| Not a single minute, not a single hour | |
| If I had the power | |
| Which five years would | |
| I lose Which lessons would | |
| I choose to have to learn again | |
| I wonder Just to seem a little younger | |
| Which memories, which loves | |
| Which friends would | |
| I give up | |
| And not trade back for | |
| All the laughter, all the tears | |
| Now tell me which five years | |
| Which memories, which loves | |
| Which friends would | |
| I give up | |
| And not trade back for | |
| All the laughter, all the tears | |
| Now tell me which five years? |
| zuo ci : Drew, Wiseman | |
| Another birthday, another candle, | |
| Sometimes it' s hard to handle | |
| The sight of twentyfive | |
| Is it me or do the years just fly | |
| And all my friends say | |
| You don' t look it | |
| They smile and tell me | |
| I shouldn' t let it get to me | |
| Ah, but it gets to me that it gets to me | |
| And I know that the cold hard truth these days | |
| Is that everybody lies about their age | |
| Just four or five years, there' s nothing to it | |
| But I' m the one who lived through it. | |
| So which five years would | |
| I lose Which lessons would | |
| I choose to have to learn again | |
| I wonder Just to seem a little younger | |
| Which memories, which loves | |
| Which friends would | |
| I give up | |
| And not want back for | |
| All the laughter, all the tears | |
| Tell me which five years | |
| Now there' s been times when, there were some things | |
| If I had a time machine, | |
| I' d of done ' em differently | |
| Oh but now | |
| I see that | |
| I just can' t see | |
| What to blame and what to credit | |
| There' s just no way you can edit the shadow from the shine | |
| You see it' s all so perfectly intertwined | |
| And I' ve come to the point where | |
| I' ve faced the fact | |
| That it all adds up and | |
| I won' t subtract | |
| Not a single minute, not a single hour | |
| If I had the power | |
| Which five years would | |
| I lose Which lessons would | |
| I choose to have to learn again | |
| I wonder Just to seem a little younger | |
| Which memories, which loves | |
| Which friends would | |
| I give up | |
| And not trade back for | |
| All the laughter, all the tears | |
| Now tell me which five years | |
| Which memories, which loves | |
| Which friends would | |
| I give up | |
| And not trade back for | |
| All the laughter, all the tears | |
| Now tell me which five years? |
| zuò cí : Drew, Wiseman | |
| Another birthday, another candle, | |
| Sometimes it' s hard to handle | |
| The sight of twentyfive | |
| Is it me or do the years just fly | |
| And all my friends say | |
| You don' t look it | |
| They smile and tell me | |
| I shouldn' t let it get to me | |
| Ah, but it gets to me that it gets to me | |
| And I know that the cold hard truth these days | |
| Is that everybody lies about their age | |
| Just four or five years, there' s nothing to it | |
| But I' m the one who lived through it. | |
| So which five years would | |
| I lose Which lessons would | |
| I choose to have to learn again | |
| I wonder Just to seem a little younger | |
| Which memories, which loves | |
| Which friends would | |
| I give up | |
| And not want back for | |
| All the laughter, all the tears | |
| Tell me which five years | |
| Now there' s been times when, there were some things | |
| If I had a time machine, | |
| I' d of done ' em differently | |
| Oh but now | |
| I see that | |
| I just can' t see | |
| What to blame and what to credit | |
| There' s just no way you can edit the shadow from the shine | |
| You see it' s all so perfectly intertwined | |
| And I' ve come to the point where | |
| I' ve faced the fact | |
| That it all adds up and | |
| I won' t subtract | |
| Not a single minute, not a single hour | |
| If I had the power | |
| Which five years would | |
| I lose Which lessons would | |
| I choose to have to learn again | |
| I wonder Just to seem a little younger | |
| Which memories, which loves | |
| Which friends would | |
| I give up | |
| And not trade back for | |
| All the laughter, all the tears | |
| Now tell me which five years | |
| Which memories, which loves | |
| Which friends would | |
| I give up | |
| And not trade back for | |
| All the laughter, all the tears | |
| Now tell me which five years? |
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