Falling in Love — текст песни (Lisa Loeb)

She wanted to be a cowboy,

She was shootin em down,

She was tramping around.

He walked in crooked with the clear blue eyes.

theres a nice pool at my motel - you want to go for a swim?

That night he moved in.

The time between meeting and finally leaving is

Sometimes called falling in love.

The time between meeting and finally leaving is

Sometimes called falling in love.

At night shed wait for the sound of his feet on the doormat,

The sound of his hand on the doorknob,

The sound of her heart beating in her head.

Hed go out playing nickel slots, cause he knew hed lose -

She didnt know, so she couldnt choose.

One night while sleeping along in her bed,

The phone rang, she woke up, and sat up and said,

what time is it? what time is it?

well, its 5:30 here and its 2:30 there,

And I wont be home tonight, he said.

The time between meeting and finally leaving is

Sometimes called falling in love.

The time between meeting and finally leaving is

Sometimes called falling in love.

Now she sits in a booth in a diner,

Waiting for someone to take her order,

Waiting for someone to come and sit down.

She rubs the smudge off the photograph, puts it back into her purse.

The grey sky was romatic cause he was holding her hand,

He was her man.

The time between meeting and finally leaving is

Sometimes called falling in love.

The time between meeting and finally leaving is

Sometimes calling falling in love.

Sometimes called falling in love.

She wanted to be a cowboy,

She was shootin em down,

She was tramping around.