Our Time Lyrics
| Song | Our Time |
| Artist | John Hiatt |
| Album | Same Old Man |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I traced your arms as you laid spread out on the | |
| Sunday paper | |
| And looked like the crime scene of an angel ghost | |
| I heard the gate clatter to on the elevator | |
| I wrapped myself up in it like a cold beef roast | |
| Fell asleep, was cooked medium | |
| Placed on a dining room table in | |
| BrooklynBefore an older couple surrounded by family | |
| And friends so wonderful and kind | |
| I flashed back to you giving dollars | |
| To homeless men down in the | |
| BoweryNot before they convinced you | |
| It was for sandwiches and not for wine | |
| I just could never convince you baby this was our time | |
| This was our time, this was our time | |
| Now your feeding me fabulous | |
| ChineseTakeout on the dampened bed sheets | |
| Our last supper so you might say | |
| I woke up in a cold sweat and realized | |
| We’d never cooked one meal together | |
| You always said“ | |
| Why bother with the cuisines of the world | |
| Laid at our feet here everyday?"Then I thought of our first date back in NashvilleWe shared the pupu platterYou enjoyed it with such gusto I took it for a signWe would have many happy meals togetherIn a warm dining room somewhere maybe even BrooklynThat was way back thenAnd I was just another guy with food on his mindBut this, baby this was our timeThis was our time, this was our timeThis was our time, what did you have in mind?This was our time |
| I traced your arms as you laid spread out on the | |
| Sunday paper | |
| And looked like the crime scene of an angel ghost | |
| I heard the gate clatter to on the elevator | |
| I wrapped myself up in it like a cold beef roast | |
| Fell asleep, was cooked medium | |
| Placed on a dining room table in | |
| BrooklynBefore an older couple surrounded by family | |
| And friends so wonderful and kind | |
| I flashed back to you giving dollars | |
| To homeless men down in the | |
| BoweryNot before they convinced you | |
| It was for sandwiches and not for wine | |
| I just could never convince you baby this was our time | |
| This was our time, this was our time | |
| Now your feeding me fabulous | |
| ChineseTakeout on the dampened bed sheets | |
| Our last supper so you might say | |
| I woke up in a cold sweat and realized | |
| We' d never cooked one meal together | |
| You always said" | |
| Why bother with the cuisines of the world | |
| Laid at our feet here everyday?" Then I thought of our first date back in NashvilleWe shared the pupu platterYou enjoyed it with such gusto I took it for a signWe would have many happy meals togetherIn a warm dining room somewhere maybe even BrooklynThat was way back thenAnd I was just another guy with food on his mindBut this, baby this was our timeThis was our time, this was our timeThis was our time, what did you have in mind? This was our time |
| I traced your arms as you laid spread out on the | |
| Sunday paper | |
| And looked like the crime scene of an angel ghost | |
| I heard the gate clatter to on the elevator | |
| I wrapped myself up in it like a cold beef roast | |
| Fell asleep, was cooked medium | |
| Placed on a dining room table in | |
| BrooklynBefore an older couple surrounded by family | |
| And friends so wonderful and kind | |
| I flashed back to you giving dollars | |
| To homeless men down in the | |
| BoweryNot before they convinced you | |
| It was for sandwiches and not for wine | |
| I just could never convince you baby this was our time | |
| This was our time, this was our time | |
| Now your feeding me fabulous | |
| ChineseTakeout on the dampened bed sheets | |
| Our last supper so you might say | |
| I woke up in a cold sweat and realized | |
| We' d never cooked one meal together | |
| You always said" | |
| Why bother with the cuisines of the world | |
| Laid at our feet here everyday?" Then I thought of our first date back in NashvilleWe shared the pupu platterYou enjoyed it with such gusto I took it for a signWe would have many happy meals togetherIn a warm dining room somewhere maybe even BrooklynThat was way back thenAnd I was just another guy with food on his mindBut this, baby this was our timeThis was our time, this was our timeThis was our time, what did you have in mind? This was our time |
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