I started moving so I can sleep at night. 我开始动，所以我可以在晚上睡觉。

I figure exhaustion will shut my eyes. 我估计枯竭将关闭我的眼睛。

And I'm as country as a guitar slide but I can't ride, no not tonight. 而我作为国家作为一个吉他滑，但我不能坐，无不是在今晚。

No my head's preoccupied with counting sheep jumping over my peace of mind. 没有我的头忙于数羊跳了我的后顾之忧。

   

Life will write the words, but you choose your own melody. 生活会写的字，但你选择你自己的旋律。

Yes, life has given me hurt, but I choose my own melody. 是的，生活给了我受伤了，但是我选择我自己的旋律。

And sometimes it's that sad, sad song I'm singing all my day long. 有时候就是这么悲伤的歌，我唱我的一整天。

I'm just trying, trying to find the right notes. 我只是想，想找到合适的笔记。

   

There must be a fire in me because I can see my breath. 必须有我的火，因为我可以看到我的呼吸。

Feel like a Miles Davis style solo circa ‘46. 感觉像迈尔斯·戴维斯的风格独奏大约46 。

Still I write down the sacred things you show to me because my mind forgets what my heart once did see... 尽管如此，我写下你展示给我的神圣的东西，因为我的心忘了我的心脏，一旦没看到...

   

Life will write the words, but you choose your own melody. 生活会写的字，但你选择你自己的旋律。

Yes, life has given me hurt, but I choose my own melody. 是的，生活给了我受伤了，但是我选择我自己的旋律。

And sometimes it's that sad, sad song I'm singing all my day long. 有时候就是这么悲伤的歌，我唱我的一整天。

I'm just trying, trying to find the right notes. 我只是想，想找到合适的笔记。

   

You can build a bridge in a song but you'll burn down the ones in your life. 你可以建立在一首歌曲的桥梁，但你会烧毁那些在你的生活。

   

Life will write the words, but you choose your own melody. 生活会写的字，但你选择你自己的旋律。

Yes, life has given me hurt, but I choose my own melody. 是的，生活给了我受伤了，但是我选择我自己的旋律。

And sometimes it's that sad, sad song I'm singing all my day long. 有时候就是这么悲伤的歌，我唱我的一整天。

I'm just trying, trying to find the right notes. 我只是想，想找到合适的笔记。

   

A misty eyed stranger said the songs words inspire. à迷蒙眼睛陌生人说的话的歌曲启发。

If they really knew would it break their hearts... 如果他们真的知道它会打破他们的心...

That there's dirt that my soul keeps, if there’s any good in me it comes from the grace of my father. 这有脏物，我的灵魂不断，如果有任何好于我来说，这是来自我父亲的恩典。