You fill up my senses like a night in the forest. Like the mountains in springtime, like a walk in the rain. Like a storm in the desert, like a sleepy blue ocean.
Close your eyes and I'll kiss you, tomorrow, I'll miss you. Remember, I'll always be true. And then while I'm away, I'll write home every day. And I'll send all my lovin' to you.
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone. It's not warm when she's away. Ain't no sunshine when she's gone. And she's always gone too long. Anytime she goes away.
As the stars melt away from me understand this is all I see. I feel so alone today. Take my heart and bleed it right in front of me. I know - your gone.
When the nightegale singes. And the wodes waxen grene. Lef and grass and blosme springes. In Averil, I wene. (And) love is to min herte gon. With one spere so kene.
As a springe-wel under a thorn. There was bote of bale, a litel hire a thorn. There beside stant a maide, full of love ibounde. Whoso wol seche trewe love, in hir it shall be founde.
I have wist, sin i couthe meen,. That children hath by candle light. . I have wist, sin i couthe meen,. That children hath by candle light. Her shadewe on the wal iseen,.
L'amour de moi, s'y est enclose. Dedans un jolie jardinet. Ou croit la rose et le muguet. Y aussi fail le passerose. . Ce jardin est belle et plaisant.
I have wist, sin I couthe meen. That children hath by candle light. Her shadewe on the wal iseen. And ronne therafter all the night. . Bisy aboute they han ben.
Reis glorios, verais lums e clartatz. Deus poderos, senher si a vos platz. Al meu companh siatz fizels aju da. Qu'eu non lo vi, pos la noitz fon venguda.
Ah si mon moine voulait danser. Ah si mon moine voulait danser. Un capuchon je lui donnerai. Un capuchon je lui donnerai. . Danse, mon moine danse. Tu n'entends pas le danse.
Lollay, lollay, little child. Why wepestou so sore. Nedes mostou wepe. It was iyarked thee yore. Ever to lib in sorrow. And sich and mourne evere. As thine eldren did er this.
Adam lay ibounden. Bounden in a bond. Foure thousand winter. Thought he not too long. . And all was for an apple. An apple that he tok. As clerkes finden.
Bend-over.... Fuck your ass. . Now that I am done. I am sick of you. I slit your throat. And dispose of you.
[Chorus]. Away. . [Verse 1]. Been on the road a dozen times now. Within the leeway, behind the sand house. The fascinatin' book of strings. Picks the leaves that drift down in between.
It's righteousness is shining. It walks on ruby shoes. There's not too much of nothing. You cannot make it do. I cross the muddy river. To dig a diamond mine.
Blue showers. Stars open. New pennies. For heaven. . And the sun wants a place in the sky. As it spins all around. And the rain thinks that it was only dreaming.