Stones — текст песни (Tracy Lawrence)

Barely old enough, to call it love,

Showin off, skippin rocks across, the water,

Stones, I handed one to you,

You put it in your pocket,

Said you loved it, said you`d keep it



Forever, Stones



[Chorus]



One by one, they mark our passage,

Along this winding road we`re on,

With each turn we take,

From the craddle to the grave,

Our lives are paved with stones,



A tiny velvet box,

One perfect little rock,

A little thing, just a ring,

But it says marry me,

Stones, we`ll build ourselves a home,

Where loves a corner stone,

We`ll have children, they`ll have children,

Untill they roll off on their own,

Like stones



[Chorus]



One by one, they mark our passage,

Along this winding road we`re on,

With each turn we take,

From the craddle to the grave,

Our lives are paved with.



[Bridge]



Birth stones stepping stones,

Skipping rocks, and dodging lots of

Sticks and stones,

And I`ve been on both sides of throwing stones



Years are like the wind,

Their here and gone and then,

They`ll blow away, our every trace,

All except our names, engraved in,

Stones



[Chorus]



One by one, they mark our passage,

Along this winding road we`re on,

With each turn we take,

From the craddle to the grave,

Our lives are paved with stones