| Song | Cracking |
| Artist | Suzanne Vega |
| Album | Suzanne Vega |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Vega | |
| It's a one time thing | |
| It just happens | |
| A lot | |
| Walk with me | |
| And we will see | |
| What we have got | |
| Ah... | |
| My footsteps are ticking | |
| Like water dripping from a tree | |
| Walking a harline | |
| And stepping very carefully | |
| Ah... | |
| My heart is broken | |
| It is worn out at the knees | |
| Hearing muffled | |
| Seeing blind | |
| Soon it will hit the Deep Freeze | |
| And something is cracking | |
| I don't know where | |
| Ice on the sidewalk | |
| Brittle braches | |
| In the air | |
| The sun | |
| Is blinding | |
| Dizzy golden, dancing green | |
| Through the park in the afternoon | |
| Wondering where the hell | |
| I have been | |
| Ah... |
| zuo ci : Vega | |
| It' s a one time thing | |
| It just happens | |
| A lot | |
| Walk with me | |
| And we will see | |
| What we have got | |
| Ah... | |
| My footsteps are ticking | |
| Like water dripping from a tree | |
| Walking a harline | |
| And stepping very carefully | |
| Ah... | |
| My heart is broken | |
| It is worn out at the knees | |
| Hearing muffled | |
| Seeing blind | |
| Soon it will hit the Deep Freeze | |
| And something is cracking | |
| I don' t know where | |
| Ice on the sidewalk | |
| Brittle braches | |
| In the air | |
| The sun | |
| Is blinding | |
| Dizzy golden, dancing green | |
| Through the park in the afternoon | |
| Wondering where the hell | |
| I have been | |
| Ah... |
| zuò cí : Vega | |
| It' s a one time thing | |
| It just happens | |
| A lot | |
| Walk with me | |
| And we will see | |
| What we have got | |
| Ah... | |
| My footsteps are ticking | |
| Like water dripping from a tree | |
| Walking a harline | |
| And stepping very carefully | |
| Ah... | |
| My heart is broken | |
| It is worn out at the knees | |
| Hearing muffled | |
| Seeing blind | |
| Soon it will hit the Deep Freeze | |
| And something is cracking | |
| I don' t know where | |
| Ice on the sidewalk | |
| Brittle braches | |
| In the air | |
| The sun | |
| Is blinding | |
| Dizzy golden, dancing green | |
| Through the park in the afternoon | |
| Wondering where the hell | |
| I have been | |
| Ah... |