作词 : Hidalgo, Pérez Maybe it was the way he walked Or the way he combed his hair Could have been the fancy words Or the sweet wine in the air Wasn't the muddy shoes she'd hear Slow coming up the hall Or the faces in the pictures That were hanging on the wall[Chorus:] Knock down the door to Reva's house There's something going on The dogs were barking late last night There's something going wrong Maybe she hoped he would just go away And wake up alone in bed Maybe there was no reason For the things that he had said[Chorus] Didn't find the matches Couldn't light them in the dark Could only hear the sound Of the breaking of her heart"Don't know where to run toI don't know where to hideCan't hold my head up anymoreDon't listen when I cry"[Chorus]
作词 : Hidalgo, Pérez Maybe it was the way he walked Or the way he combed his hair Could have been the fancy words Or the sweet wine in the air Wasn't the muddy shoes she'd hear Slow coming up the hall Or the faces in the pictures That were hanging on the wall[Chorus:] Knock down the door to Reva's house There's something going on The dogs were barking late last night There's something going wrong Maybe she hoped he would just go away And wake up alone in bed Maybe there was no reason For the things that he had said[Chorus] Didn't find the matches Couldn't light them in the dark Could only hear the sound Of the breaking of her heart"Don't know where to run toI don't know where to hideCan't hold my head up anymoreDon't listen when I cry"[Chorus]
