| Song | Still Learning How To Fly |
| Artist | Rodney Crowell |
| Album | Fate's Right Hand |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Crowell | |
| The hour is early | |
| The whole world is quiet | |
| A beautiful morning's about to ignite | |
| I'm ready for danger | |
| I'm ready for fire | |
| I'm ready for something to lift me up higher | |
| Life's been good, | |
| I guess My ragged old heart's been blessed | |
| With so much more than meets the eye | |
| I've got a past | |
| I won't soon forget | |
| You ain't seen nothing yet | |
| I'm still learning how to fly | |
| It's the dreams that die hard | |
| With old habits to break | |
| You can't let down your guard | |
| When there's so much at stake | |
| I'm halfway to heaven, halfway to hell | |
| But I might roll a seven | |
| You never can tell | |
| Life's been good it's true | |
| When I'm feeling just like new | |
| The same old rules need not apply | |
| I've got a past full of sticks and stones | |
| And a good feeling in my bones | |
| I'm still learning how to fly | |
| I wanna go faster | |
| I don't wanna slow down | |
| I don't wanna get off of this merrygoround | |
| I wanna be reckless | |
| I wanna be vain | |
| I wanna make love like a runaway train | |
| Life's been good | |
| I said I'm 10,000 miles ahead | |
| The day I rest is the day | |
| I die I've got a past like a broken wing | |
| But you ain't seen anything | |
| I'm still learning how to fly | |
| I'm still learning how to fly |
| zuo ci : Crowell | |
| The hour is early | |
| The whole world is quiet | |
| A beautiful morning' s about to ignite | |
| I' m ready for danger | |
| I' m ready for fire | |
| I' m ready for something to lift me up higher | |
| Life' s been good, | |
| I guess My ragged old heart' s been blessed | |
| With so much more than meets the eye | |
| I' ve got a past | |
| I won' t soon forget | |
| You ain' t seen nothing yet | |
| I' m still learning how to fly | |
| It' s the dreams that die hard | |
| With old habits to break | |
| You can' t let down your guard | |
| When there' s so much at stake | |
| I' m halfway to heaven, halfway to hell | |
| But I might roll a seven | |
| You never can tell | |
| Life' s been good it' s true | |
| When I' m feeling just like new | |
| The same old rules need not apply | |
| I' ve got a past full of sticks and stones | |
| And a good feeling in my bones | |
| I' m still learning how to fly | |
| I wanna go faster | |
| I don' t wanna slow down | |
| I don' t wanna get off of this merrygoround | |
| I wanna be reckless | |
| I wanna be vain | |
| I wanna make love like a runaway train | |
| Life' s been good | |
| I said I' m 10, 000 miles ahead | |
| The day I rest is the day | |
| I die I' ve got a past like a broken wing | |
| But you ain' t seen anything | |
| I' m still learning how to fly | |
| I' m still learning how to fly |
| zuò cí : Crowell | |
| The hour is early | |
| The whole world is quiet | |
| A beautiful morning' s about to ignite | |
| I' m ready for danger | |
| I' m ready for fire | |
| I' m ready for something to lift me up higher | |
| Life' s been good, | |
| I guess My ragged old heart' s been blessed | |
| With so much more than meets the eye | |
| I' ve got a past | |
| I won' t soon forget | |
| You ain' t seen nothing yet | |
| I' m still learning how to fly | |
| It' s the dreams that die hard | |
| With old habits to break | |
| You can' t let down your guard | |
| When there' s so much at stake | |
| I' m halfway to heaven, halfway to hell | |
| But I might roll a seven | |
| You never can tell | |
| Life' s been good it' s true | |
| When I' m feeling just like new | |
| The same old rules need not apply | |
| I' ve got a past full of sticks and stones | |
| And a good feeling in my bones | |
| I' m still learning how to fly | |
| I wanna go faster | |
| I don' t wanna slow down | |
| I don' t wanna get off of this merrygoround | |
| I wanna be reckless | |
| I wanna be vain | |
| I wanna make love like a runaway train | |
| Life' s been good | |
| I said I' m 10, 000 miles ahead | |
| The day I rest is the day | |
| I die I' ve got a past like a broken wing | |
| But you ain' t seen anything | |
| I' m still learning how to fly | |
| I' m still learning how to fly |