Please don't wake me up from this dream. I just wish this could be real. Oh god i love this place where i can. Build my life all over again. Silent whispers in my ear.
I don't wanna talk about it,. Because it means I'm thinkin' of you. I dont wanna think it over,. Because it means I'm thinkin' it's true. I'm tryin' to catch the fallin' pieces,.
Did your stop beating, when you heard the news,. of her lies and infidelities in the back room. Our house is something sacred that I burned to the ground.
Your giving up after all that's said and done I'm begging you to change your mind forever you will be someone in my eyes. And darling forgiveness starts with s and ends with y the cleansing of a broken heart.
This conversations way to tired,. For getting bored your wasting my time,. I thought you had so much potential,. And I could read your mind,. a capital that is,.
Spent last night hating what I'd become. You see, I've been in a bad way. A disconnect from my heart to my tongue. You see, I've been in a bad way. I talk, talk but only hurt the ones that I care about the most.
We'll ride the bullet train to Vegas. The minute that we blow this burg. Pay the man and ride the turd. Just as far as it'll take us. Sopping wet -- stinking drunk.
Wings like a window. Of colored collages. Crushing you under my skin. . Dreaming of you flying above me. Somehow I'm going to catch you. Over and over again.
(Shel Silverstein). . I used to be a prancer a one-eyed song and dancer. But eyes for true romance I didn't even try. I'd get 'em and forget 'em. But I never could stay with 'em.
(Shel Silverstein). . Many dark and dreary days have gone and passed me by. Since you took my heart and dashed it to the ground. Many long and lonely nights I'd lie and wonder why.
I'd like to get to know you better. I'd like for you to know me too. Could I have your name and number?. I'd like to spend some time with you. . Would you tell me where your job is?.
(H. Smith/D. Locorriere). . You walked into the room. I smelt your perfume. And I could see your body talkin'. Got up and grabbed the chance. C'mon we're gonna dance.
(S. Weedman). . It's raining again, here in my hotel. I guess I'm a little lonely and I don't feel very well. Maybe this time I'm really dying, now wouldn't that be swell.
Beware of lovers, who close their eyes. They could be hiding a thousand lies. You never know who they fantasise. Beware of lovers who close their eyes.
I'm your friend you can talk to me. I read your fate I see misery. 'Cause the one you love has left you dry. Don't start believin' that you're gonna die.
(E. Stevens/P. Overstreet). . I don't want to see you cry. Your crying always changes my mind. And we know well. It's livin' hell. Pretending our love hasn't died.
(Shel Silverstein). . The mornin' sun touched lightly on the eyes of Lucy Jordan. In her white suburban bedroom, in a white suburban town. As she lay there 'neath the covers, dreaming of a thousand lovers.
Thank the good Lord for rock and roll, thank the good Lord for gin. Thank the good Lord that women are made to satisfy their men. Thank the good Lord for Black and Red and our good buddy Will.
Night falls on the city, baby feels the beat. Slick and sexy angel of the street. The queen of all the night birds watch her when she walks. She don't say nothing but, baby makes her blue jeans talk.
Why Are You Telling Me This Now. I Was Gonna Get Out Of This Town. Now What Do I Do With This. Why Are You Telling Me This Now. I'm Not Sure What To Say Cause I'm Scared.