| Song | Running From Mercy |
| Artist | Rickie Lee Jones |
| Album | Traffic From Paradise |
| 作词 : Jones, Kottke | |
| Running From | |
| Mercy Oh sacred patience with my soul abide | |
| There's a rainbow above me that the storm clouds hide | |
| And kind words will never die | |
| Cuz the magic in kindness springs from the love, love, love | |
| Little acts of kindness and little words of love | |
| Make our earthly home heaven above | |
| And there is no sorrow heaven cannot heal | |
| Abide within, no cross, no crown | |
| Running from mercy, hidden and coy | |
| Swimming upstream down oceans of joy | |
| Die in the arms of a natural life | |
| Waking our happiness drowning in light | |
| Waking our happiness drowning in light | |
| Little acts of kindness, little words of love | |
| Make our earthly home like heaven above | |
| And there is no sorrow heaven cannot heal | |
| Abide within, no cross, no crown | |
| This thing was not born with wings | |
| Slow to stop our ways sing (chorus) | |
| You, you wake up!, come on boy, come on little boy | |
| Don't you stop her, don't you stop her | |
| There's that door | |
| I've got that door | |
| I know where that door is | |
| Just follow me and you wake up | |
| Come on with me | |
| Tomorrow |
| zuò cí : Jones, Kottke | |
| Running From | |
| Mercy Oh sacred patience with my soul abide | |
| There' s a rainbow above me that the storm clouds hide | |
| And kind words will never die | |
| Cuz the magic in kindness springs from the love, love, love | |
| Little acts of kindness and little words of love | |
| Make our earthly home heaven above | |
| And there is no sorrow heaven cannot heal | |
| Abide within, no cross, no crown | |
| Running from mercy, hidden and coy | |
| Swimming upstream down oceans of joy | |
| Die in the arms of a natural life | |
| Waking our happiness drowning in light | |
| Waking our happiness drowning in light | |
| Little acts of kindness, little words of love | |
| Make our earthly home like heaven above | |
| And there is no sorrow heaven cannot heal | |
| Abide within, no cross, no crown | |
| This thing was not born with wings | |
| Slow to stop our ways sing chorus | |
| You, you wake up!, come on boy, come on little boy | |
| Don' t you stop her, don' t you stop her | |
| There' s that door | |
| I' ve got that door | |
| I know where that door is | |
| Just follow me and you wake up | |
| Come on with me | |
| Tomorrow |