How We Love 作词：Ingrid Michaelson 作曲：Ingrid Michaelson
I knew a man who was afraid to love To lay his heart on the bathroom rug He drank his coffee in the same old mug And sat in silence till the world felt numb
Until the day when a girl came by She had eyes like the rising tide He felt a sharpness deep inside The kind of ache that can't be satisfied
We hate the rain when it fills up our shoes But how we love when it washes our cars We love to love when it fills up the room But when it leaves, oh, we're cursing the stars
So he turned to the radio And he went to a picture show Tried to find someone else who knows
All the hurt that a heart can hold
She smelled like cinnamon and winter clove And sparked like firewood inside a stove Wanted to ask her just to sit and stay Instead, he watched as she walked away
We hate the rain when it fills up our shoes But how we love when it washes our cars We love to love when it fills up the room But when it leaves, oh, we're cursing the stars
Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh
We hate the rain when it fills up our shoes But how we love when it washes our cars We love to love when it fills up the room But when it leaves, we're cursing the stars