| Song | Dreams Are Not My Home |
| Artist | Rosanne Cash |
| Album | Black Cadillac |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cash | |
| The waves are breaking on the wall | |
| The queen of roses | |
| Spreads her arms to fly, shed falls | |
| If I had wings | |
| I'd cut them down | |
| Live without these dreams | |
| So I could learn to love the ground' | |
| Cause I wanna live inside the world | |
| I wanna act like a real girl | |
| I wanna know | |
| I'm not alone | |
| And the dreams are not my home | |
| The future's like a ringing bell | |
| The road to good intentions | |
| Wanders all the way through hell | |
| The note that hangs in the gilded hall | |
| The clanging of my empty rooms | |
| Yeah, I could learn to love them all' | |
| Cause I wanna live inside the world | |
| I wanna act like a real girl | |
| I wanna know | |
| I'm not alone | |
| And the dreams are not my home | |
| The waves are breaking like they do | |
| The spiral of churches | |
| Are the last place to enjoy the view | |
| If I had wings | |
| I'd use them now | |
| I could follow you | |
| Then hope someone would pull me down' | |
| Cause I wanna live inside the world | |
| I wanna act like a real girl | |
| I wanna know | |
| I'm not alone | |
| And the dreams are not my | |
| Dreams are not my | |
| Dreams are not my home(Dreams are not my home) |
| zuo ci : Cash | |
| The waves are breaking on the wall | |
| The queen of roses | |
| Spreads her arms to fly, shed falls | |
| If I had wings | |
| I' d cut them down | |
| Live without these dreams | |
| So I could learn to love the ground' | |
| Cause I wanna live inside the world | |
| I wanna act like a real girl | |
| I wanna know | |
| I' m not alone | |
| And the dreams are not my home | |
| The future' s like a ringing bell | |
| The road to good intentions | |
| Wanders all the way through hell | |
| The note that hangs in the gilded hall | |
| The clanging of my empty rooms | |
| Yeah, I could learn to love them all' | |
| Cause I wanna live inside the world | |
| I wanna act like a real girl | |
| I wanna know | |
| I' m not alone | |
| And the dreams are not my home | |
| The waves are breaking like they do | |
| The spiral of churches | |
| Are the last place to enjoy the view | |
| If I had wings | |
| I' d use them now | |
| I could follow you | |
| Then hope someone would pull me down' | |
| Cause I wanna live inside the world | |
| I wanna act like a real girl | |
| I wanna know | |
| I' m not alone | |
| And the dreams are not my | |
| Dreams are not my | |
| Dreams are not my home Dreams are not my home |
| zuò cí : Cash | |
| The waves are breaking on the wall | |
| The queen of roses | |
| Spreads her arms to fly, shed falls | |
| If I had wings | |
| I' d cut them down | |
| Live without these dreams | |
| So I could learn to love the ground' | |
| Cause I wanna live inside the world | |
| I wanna act like a real girl | |
| I wanna know | |
| I' m not alone | |
| And the dreams are not my home | |
| The future' s like a ringing bell | |
| The road to good intentions | |
| Wanders all the way through hell | |
| The note that hangs in the gilded hall | |
| The clanging of my empty rooms | |
| Yeah, I could learn to love them all' | |
| Cause I wanna live inside the world | |
| I wanna act like a real girl | |
| I wanna know | |
| I' m not alone | |
| And the dreams are not my home | |
| The waves are breaking like they do | |
| The spiral of churches | |
| Are the last place to enjoy the view | |
| If I had wings | |
| I' d use them now | |
| I could follow you | |
| Then hope someone would pull me down' | |
| Cause I wanna live inside the world | |
| I wanna act like a real girl | |
| I wanna know | |
| I' m not alone | |
| And the dreams are not my | |
| Dreams are not my | |
| Dreams are not my home Dreams are not my home |