| Song | Wings on My Heels |
| Artist | Eddi Reader |
| Album | Angels & Electricity |
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| 作词 : Hewerdine | |
| I never was too good at dancing | |
| Somewhere I'd step out of line | |
| But I knew that I had wings on my heels | |
| When they played in three-quarter time | |
| The pride of the north end would swagger | |
| The blades from the south side would shine | |
| But I swear those boys would hold on for dear life | |
| When they played in three-quarter time | |
| One by one | |
| They pulled down those mirrored halls | |
| One by one | |
| The winters came forgetting names | |
| I never learned how to sweet talk | |
| Those are the words I can't find | |
| Yet I had a tongue of pure silver | |
| When they played in three-quarter time | |
| One by one | |
| They pulled down those mirrored halls | |
| One by one | |
| The winters came forgetting names | |
| Money might slip through my fingers | |
| And there won't be much to call mine | |
| But I'll know that I had wings on my heels | |
| When they played in three-quarter time |
| zuo ci : Hewerdine | |
| I never was too good at dancing | |
| Somewhere I' d step out of line | |
| But I knew that I had wings on my heels | |
| When they played in threequarter time | |
| The pride of the north end would swagger | |
| The blades from the south side would shine | |
| But I swear those boys would hold on for dear life | |
| When they played in threequarter time | |
| One by one | |
| They pulled down those mirrored halls | |
| One by one | |
| The winters came forgetting names | |
| I never learned how to sweet talk | |
| Those are the words I can' t find | |
| Yet I had a tongue of pure silver | |
| When they played in threequarter time | |
| One by one | |
| They pulled down those mirrored halls | |
| One by one | |
| The winters came forgetting names | |
| Money might slip through my fingers | |
| And there won' t be much to call mine | |
| But I' ll know that I had wings on my heels | |
| When they played in threequarter time |
| zuò cí : Hewerdine | |
| I never was too good at dancing | |
| Somewhere I' d step out of line | |
| But I knew that I had wings on my heels | |
| When they played in threequarter time | |
| The pride of the north end would swagger | |
| The blades from the south side would shine | |
| But I swear those boys would hold on for dear life | |
| When they played in threequarter time | |
| One by one | |
| They pulled down those mirrored halls | |
| One by one | |
| The winters came forgetting names | |
| I never learned how to sweet talk | |
| Those are the words I can' t find | |
| Yet I had a tongue of pure silver | |
| When they played in threequarter time | |
| One by one | |
| They pulled down those mirrored halls | |
| One by one | |
| The winters came forgetting names | |
| Money might slip through my fingers | |
| And there won' t be much to call mine | |
| But I' ll know that I had wings on my heels | |
| When they played in threequarter time |