歌手:Irma Thomas
专辑:《After the Rain》

Let's not fight it anymore
Unpack your bags and close the door, girl,
I'll never leave you
Though you lied right from the starat
I can't convince my foolish heart not to believe you
You've got two good men strung out
And there's not the slightest doubt that other men have loved you before
But you drew your face away
I dream of
Heaven and
I live in
Hell till
I can't take it anymore
If I had one ounce of pride
I'd stand up or step aside but
I still love you
So I'll accept the crumbs you drop'
Cause I'm a fool and
I can't stop or rise above you
Let him speak up for himself
I speak for me and no one else 'cause
I'm a beggar knockin' on your door
But you do your thing so well
I dream of
Heaven and
I live in
Hell till
I can't take it anymore
I'm too far gone to turn around
And pick myself up off the ground, it's not all over, no
Now one of us must win or lose
No matter which one you may choose, you'll [Incomprehensible](You know you will)
While you're makin' up your mind
I'll be prayin all the time, prayin' that you'll never let me go
But you do your thing so well
I dream of
Heaven and
I live in
Hell till
I can't take it anymore
You work your thing so well
I dream of
Heaven and
I live in
Hell till
I can't take it anymore
Yeah, you do your thing so well
I dream of
Heaven and
I live in
Hell till
I can't take it anymore