| Song | Meadowlake Street |
| Artist | Ryan Adams & The Cardinals |
| Album | Cold Roses |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ryan Adams/J.P. Bowersock/Cindy Cashdollar/Brad Pemberton/Catherine Popper | |
| 作曲 : Ryan Adams/J.P. Bowersock/Cindy Cashdollar/Brad Pemberton/Catherine Popper | |
| There's something about you | |
| That reminds me of all those times | |
| When I wasn't sorry, when I wasn't blue | |
| The cherry moon it shone down on us | |
| Under the stars shining down every one for you | |
| If I could count them all | |
| I would circle the moon | |
| And count 'em back to nothing | |
| Til I got to you | |
| Something in you dies, when it's over | |
| Everybody cries sometimes | |
| If loving you's a dream | |
| That's not worth having | |
| Then why do I dream of you | |
| I used to be the house that you lived in | |
| Down on Meadowlake Street | |
| When you moved they cut down the maple tree | |
| I carved your name into | |
| The tree became a boat, I christened it your name | |
| And when the water turned to salt | |
| From your tears it hit the bottom of the ocean | |
| Where I go when I hear your name | |
| And I sink like a stone | |
| Something in you dies, when it's over | |
| Everybody cries sometimes | |
| If loving you's a dream | |
| That's not worth having | |
| Then why do I dream of you | |
| Why do I dream of you | |
| I feel like a dream that's not worth having | |
| Like a nervous joke ain't nobody laughing | |
| Like somebody with nothing 'cause they don't know | |
| What they're wanting | |
| Tiny like the sand in the cracks of the driftwood | |
| Washed up on the shore of an ocean of you | |
| Boats out on the horizon | |
| Made out of the maple tree where we used to lie down | |
| On Meadowlake Street counting the stars you and I | |
| You and I x3 | |
| Something in you dies when it's over | |
| Everybody cries sometimes | |
| If loving you's a dream that's not worth having | |
| Then why do I dream of you | |
| Why do I dream of you x3 | |
| Why |
| zuo ci : Ryan Adams J. P. Bowersock Cindy Cashdollar Brad Pemberton Catherine Popper | |
| zuo qu : Ryan Adams J. P. Bowersock Cindy Cashdollar Brad Pemberton Catherine Popper | |
| There' s something about you | |
| That reminds me of all those times | |
| When I wasn' t sorry, when I wasn' t blue | |
| The cherry moon it shone down on us | |
| Under the stars shining down every one for you | |
| If I could count them all | |
| I would circle the moon | |
| And count ' em back to nothing | |
| Til I got to you | |
| Something in you dies, when it' s over | |
| Everybody cries sometimes | |
| If loving you' s a dream | |
| That' s not worth having | |
| Then why do I dream of you | |
| I used to be the house that you lived in | |
| Down on Meadowlake Street | |
| When you moved they cut down the maple tree | |
| I carved your name into | |
| The tree became a boat, I christened it your name | |
| And when the water turned to salt | |
| From your tears it hit the bottom of the ocean | |
| Where I go when I hear your name | |
| And I sink like a stone | |
| Something in you dies, when it' s over | |
| Everybody cries sometimes | |
| If loving you' s a dream | |
| That' s not worth having | |
| Then why do I dream of you | |
| Why do I dream of you | |
| I feel like a dream that' s not worth having | |
| Like a nervous joke ain' t nobody laughing | |
| Like somebody with nothing ' cause they don' t know | |
| What they' re wanting | |
| Tiny like the sand in the cracks of the driftwood | |
| Washed up on the shore of an ocean of you | |
| Boats out on the horizon | |
| Made out of the maple tree where we used to lie down | |
| On Meadowlake Street counting the stars you and I | |
| You and I x3 | |
| Something in you dies when it' s over | |
| Everybody cries sometimes | |
| If loving you' s a dream that' s not worth having | |
| Then why do I dream of you | |
| Why do I dream of you x3 | |
| Why |
| zuò cí : Ryan Adams J. P. Bowersock Cindy Cashdollar Brad Pemberton Catherine Popper | |
| zuò qǔ : Ryan Adams J. P. Bowersock Cindy Cashdollar Brad Pemberton Catherine Popper | |
| There' s something about you | |
| That reminds me of all those times | |
| When I wasn' t sorry, when I wasn' t blue | |
| The cherry moon it shone down on us | |
| Under the stars shining down every one for you | |
| If I could count them all | |
| I would circle the moon | |
| And count ' em back to nothing | |
| Til I got to you | |
| Something in you dies, when it' s over | |
| Everybody cries sometimes | |
| If loving you' s a dream | |
| That' s not worth having | |
| Then why do I dream of you | |
| I used to be the house that you lived in | |
| Down on Meadowlake Street | |
| When you moved they cut down the maple tree | |
| I carved your name into | |
| The tree became a boat, I christened it your name | |
| And when the water turned to salt | |
| From your tears it hit the bottom of the ocean | |
| Where I go when I hear your name | |
| And I sink like a stone | |
| Something in you dies, when it' s over | |
| Everybody cries sometimes | |
| If loving you' s a dream | |
| That' s not worth having | |
| Then why do I dream of you | |
| Why do I dream of you | |
| I feel like a dream that' s not worth having | |
| Like a nervous joke ain' t nobody laughing | |
| Like somebody with nothing ' cause they don' t know | |
| What they' re wanting | |
| Tiny like the sand in the cracks of the driftwood | |
| Washed up on the shore of an ocean of you | |
| Boats out on the horizon | |
| Made out of the maple tree where we used to lie down | |
| On Meadowlake Street counting the stars you and I | |
| You and I x3 | |
| Something in you dies when it' s over | |
| Everybody cries sometimes | |
| If loving you' s a dream that' s not worth having | |
| Then why do I dream of you | |
| Why do I dream of you x3 | |
| Why |