Always the winner, baby. You're always the center, baby. But don't you ever get lonely at night. When the clouds have gone away. . It's always. You're showing her the lady.
"take this man to prison," the man heard Harold say,. And then four squads of soldiers came and carried him away.. Chained up between two watchmen, peter tried to sleep,.
Lord, You know it's been a busy day. And I'm just weary to my bones. I hope You'll understand if I don't pray. But I need my rest to carry on. . Why do I kid myself? You see my heart.
Looking out. To the hills, to the setting sun,. I feel a cold wind. Bound to come;. Another change,. Another end I cannot see,. But your faithfulness to me.
Alleluia, Alleluia. For our Lord God Almighty reigns. Alleluia, Alleluia. For our Lord God Almighty reigns. Alleluia. . Holy Holy. Are You Lord God Almighty.
When the weight of all my dreams. Is resting heavy on my head. And the thoughtful words of help and hope. Have all been nicely said. But I'm still hurting, wondering if I'll ever be the one.
Abide with me, fast falls the eventide. The darkenss deepens, Lord, with me abide. When other helpers fail, and comforts flee. Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
After the fire is over. After the ashes cool. After the smoke is blown away. I will be is for you. . After the stillness finds you. After the winds of change.
Are you living in an old mans rubble?. Listening to the father of lies?. If you are then you're headed for trouble. Listen too long, you'll eventually die.
Twinkling lights. A chill is in the air. And carols everywhere. Close your eyes, it's almost here. Candles and cards. And favorite movie scenes. The smell of evergreen.
Angel we have heard on high. Sweetly singing o'er the plain. And the mountains in reply. Echoing their joyous strain. . Gloria. In excellsis deo. Gloria.
Ran away from home when I was seventeen. To be with you on the California coast. Drinking margaritas all night in the old cantina. Out on, out on the California coast.
Mary, full of innocence. Carrying the Holy prince. You're almost there, you're almost there. Mother of the Living Word. Trusting in the voice you heard.
I was dreaming of your love. I was lost in your arms embrace. Our bodies collide together. Whoa, this ultimate betrayal. . The heart will not resign. What could be said, what could be done?.
One night we lay beside each other,. so close to a sweat. with two fans circling overhead,. we sleep on borrowed time. and the traffic lights direct empty roads,.
Golden arches risin' above the next overpass. These horizons are endless. We're Americans abroad. We're Americans abroad. Profit driven expansion into foreign markets.
I've walked down high streets looking through windows.. I've been lost in crowds of strangers.. Searched record shops and cosmetic aisles, phone books, want ads, bus stops and libraries..
All's quiet, except for this song.. So maybe while I'm not together I can feel like I'm not alone.. And somewhere off in the distance, rapidly advancing, is an onslaught of sorts..