歌手:Garth Brooks
专辑:《Blame it All on My Roots》

I burned my hand I cut my face
Heaven knows how long it's been
Since I've felt so out of place
I'm wonderin if I'll fit in
Debbie and charley said
they'd be here by nine
And deb said she might bring a friend
Just my luck they're right on time
So here I go again
I'm gonna smile my best smile
And I'm gonna laugh like
it's going out of style
Look into her eyes and pray
that she don't see
That learning to live again
is killing me
Little cafe table for four
But there's just conversation for three
I like the way she let me get the door
I wonder what she thinks of me
Debbie just whispered you're doin fine
And I wish that I felt the same
She's asked me to dance
now her hands in mine
Oh my god I've forgotten her name
But I'm gonna smile my best smile
And I'm gonna laugh like
it's going out of style
Look into her eyes and pray
that she don't see
That learning to live again
is killing me
Now here we are
beneath her porch light
And I say what a great time it's been
A kiss on the cheek
a whisper goodnight
And I say can I see you again
And she just smiles her best smile
And she laughs like
it's going out of style
Looks into my eyes and says we'll see
Oh this learning to live again
is killing me
God this learning to live again
is killing me