Every night I pray. I'll have you here someday. I'll count the stars tonight. And hope with all my might. . And when I close my eyes. You'll be right by my side.
Love for sale. Love won't stop. If you can see your dreams. Will they stand up. If you say you're an angel. Then I am not. . You say everything I wanted was unclean.
(Jim Collins/Liz Hengber). . They were just. Two lonely people. On this big blue ball. Somehow fate. Brought them together. In the middle of it all. And tonight.
American spider dream your dream and just sit back and sing. What a tangled web we weave and the things your thoughts can seem.. *Chorus*. So hold up your arms and lift up your hearts and feel rejoiced and fall apart, 'cause it's our time to live and it's our time to start..
well spend half your money just to write a plan,. Oh and well follow through with it even though its a sham,. Because we can outsource it to Japan , Yes of course to Japan,.
There's gonna be a party tonight. And do you think that you're invited?. I know that you're excited. Gonna be a party tonight. Wouldn't you think you'd know.
I want love. I want faith. I want faith in everything. . I want time to slip away. Let tomorrow be today. I want time. . Atlantis, let me in. I will live, free of sin.
The bar is open. I'm here to closing. It's something I can't take back. My mind's too well to keep intact. Now I'm staring. The skin she's baring. It keeps me out until I'm done.
The bar is open. I'm here to closing. It's something I can't take back. My mind's too well to keep intact. Now I'm staring. The skin she's baring. It keeps me out until I'm done.
I'll take my time and my chances. What do you know. She don't check me out she just glances. I won't put on a show. . She'll know I know you know I need to find a way.
Denying it. I'm trying it. But things happened too fast. I'm taking it. And breaking it. 'Cause good things don't last. . I'm hoping for. I'm groping for.
Go tell Aunt Rhodie. Go tell Aunt Rhodie. Go tell Aunt Rhodie. That the old gray goose is dead. . The one she's been saving. The one she's been saving.
On a Monday I was arrested. On a Tuesday I was locked up in jail. On a Wednesday my trial was tested. On a Thursday nobody to give my bail. . Lord it's all, almost done, Lord it's all, almost done.
The cuckoo is a pretty bird, she sings as she flies. She brings us the tidings and tells us no lies. She feeds on the pretty flowers in the spring of the year.
Measure me in metered lines in one decisive stare. The time it takes to get from here to there. My ribs that show through t-shirts and these shoes I got for free.
They called here to tell me. That you're finally dying. Through a veil of childish cries. Southern Manitoba. Prairie's pulling at the. Pant leg of your bad disguise.
When the bus-shelter windows. And napkin-dispensers surprise. With distorted reflections, it's never the someone. You're hoping to recognize. . And the rent is too high.
Oh, so sexy y'all. . I don't know where you're going. Or when you're coming home. I left the keys under the mat to our front door. For one more chance to hold you close.
As long as you love me.... As long as you love me.... As long as you love me.... . We're under pressure,. Seven billion people in the world trying to fit in.
Now, don't just walk away. Pretending every thing's okay. And you don't care about me. And I know it's just no use. When all your lies become your truths.