My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys by James Horner [ost] (1991) by James Horner (보컬) on maniadb.com

You look so disbelievin'
At my suitcase by the door
My taxi's on its way
I can't take it anymore

Maybe you've forgotten
What lovin' me's about
Well now you've got five minutes
To figure it out

You've got five minutes
To tell me what I needed to hear
You've got five minutes
To show me that you're really sincere
That's not much time
To change my mind
It'll take a miracle no doubt
Now you got five minutes
To figure it out

Now I've got your attention
Here's what I've got to say
You'd better do some talking
Cause my taxi's on it's way

We used to set the nights on fire
Now everything is the same
But you've got five minutes
To kindle the flame

You've got five minutes
To tell me what I've needed to hear
You've got five minutes
To get me to believe you're sincere
That's not much time to change my mind
It'll take a miracle no doubt
And you've got five minutes
To figure it out

You can start with please don't leave me
And end with I love you
And if you'd only kiss me
The way you used to do
You should see a miracle come true

You've got five minutes
To tell me what I've needed to hear
You've got five minutes
To get me to believe you're sincere
That's not much time to change my mind
It'll take a miracle no doubt
And you've got five minutes
To figure it out

You've got five minutes
Oh, honey, you've got five minutes
Come on and figure it out

Last night, we brought the children by to visit their grandpa
And it's plain to see they're truly part of him
While we were there, their grandma took out some old photographs
And he sure looked a lot like me back then

I'm seeing my father in me
I guess that's how it's meant to be
And I find I'm more and more like him each day
I notice I walk the way he walks
I notice I talk the way he talks
I'm starting to see my father in me

And today, I took my wife for a walk down that old dirt road
Where my daddy took my mama so many times
And we found the time to mention things we never had before
And we shared some thoughts about the family life

Yeah, I'm seeing my father in me
I guess that's how it's meant to be
And I find I'm more and more like him each day
I notice I walk the way he walks
I notice I talk the way he talks
I'm starting to see my father in me

And now, looking back, I can recall the times we disagreed
When I could not take hold of his old-fashioned ways
And the more I tried to prove him wrong, the more I proved him right
Now, I know why he still stood by me when I went through that stage

I'm seeing my father in me
I guess that's how it's meant to be
And I find I'm more and more like him each day
I notice I walk the way he walks
I notice I talk the way he talks
I'm starting to see my father in me
And I'm happy to see my father in me

Where there's a cloud, don't mean there's rain
Tears in my eyes, don't mean there's pain
Don't flatter yourself
I'm over you

Things aren't always what they seem
You can't believe everything you read
On my face
I'm over you

You heard I'm drinking more than I should
That I ain't been looking all that good
Someone told you I was taking it rough
Why they making those stories up
When I'm over you

There were times that if you'd been around
You would have seen me broken down
But now you won't
I'm over you

So if I seem a little bit cold
It only means you've lost the hold
You had on me
I'm over you

You heard I'm drinking more than I should
That I ain't been looking all that good
Someone told you I was taking it rough
But why they making those stories up
When I'm over you

You heard I'm drinking more than I should
That I ain't been looking all that good
Someone told you I was taking it rough
But why they making those stories up
When I'm over you
I'm over you
I'm over you

I saw you starin' at each other
I saw your eyes begin to glow
And I could tell you once were lovers
But you ain't hidin' nothin' that I don't know.

There's an old flame burnin' in your eyes
That tears can't drown and make-up can't disguise
Now that old flame might not be stronger
But it's been burnin' longer
Than any spark I might have started in your eyes.

You said it ended when he left you
You say your love for me is strong
But those old memories still upset you
Well, I might be a memory before too long.

'Cause there's an old flame burnin' in your eyes
That tears can't drown and make-up can't disguise
Now that old flame might not be stronger
But it's been burnin' longer
Than any spark I might have started in your eyes.

There's an old flame burnin' in your eyes
That tears can't drown and make-up can't disguise
Now that old flame might not be stronger
But it's been burnin' longer...

I grew up a-dreamin' of bein' a cowboy,
and Lovin' the cowboy ways.
Pursuin' the life of my high-ridin' heroes,
I burned up my childhood days.
I learned of all the rules of the modern-day drifter,
Don't you hold on to nothin' too long.
Just take what you need from the ladies, then leave them,
With the words of a sad country song.
My heroes have always been cowboys.
And they still are, it seems.
Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of,
Themselves and their slow-movin' dreams.

Cowboys are special with their own brand of misery,
From being alone too long.
You could die from the cold in the arms of a nightmare,
Knowin' well that your best days are gone.
Pickin' up hookers instead of my pen,
I let the words of my years fade away.
Old worn-out saddles, and 'old worn-out memories,
With no one and no place to stay.

My heroes have always been cowboys.
And they still are, it seems.
Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of,
Themselves and their slow-movin' dreams.

Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of,
Themselves and their slow-movin' dreams.