"Brick By Brick". . The weight of my words. Are like feathers from a bird. My mouth, it moves. But you won't hear a thing. . 'Cause I've dug myself deep.
Underneath these lifelong. Things that were right till they went wrong. When misunderstood stood in my way. . Now down in the heart of a matter of fact.
California, dancing in the ocean. How I love you, better with some lotion. Sun is always shining.. No one compares to you.. . Sidney baby, young and like a flower.
The color of my hair is changing, my skin is soft. too soft for a man my age, and I am never alone. Where is time taking me. Nothin is real, this is how I feel.
Here I'm on the road again. With my favourite lie. Can't keep up with where I've been. But it helps me hide. . Taking a hold of all of the adulation. Keeping my favourite point of view.
I came to make it right, I know it was your birthday. Now I do remember, but these days my mind ain't right. Maybe it's the pressure, think you can forgive me?.
Walking out one morning and the snow was all around. Saw a little doggie in the local village pound. He was all cold and cute and was looking so alone.
My baby likes. (Buttered popcorn, buttered popcorn, buttered popcorn). Oh yeah, caught me, likes it greasy. (Buttered popcorn, buttered popcorn). And salty and gooey and sticky.
My baby likes. (Buttered popcorn, buttered popcorn, buttered popcorn). Oh yeah, caught me, likes it greasy. (Buttered popcorn, buttered popcorn). And salty and gooey and sticky.
My baby likes. (Buttered popcorn, buttered popcorn, buttered popcorn). Oh yeah, caught me, likes it greasy. (Buttered popcorn, buttered popcorn). And salty and gooey and sticky.
(S. Cooke). . If you ever change your mind about leaving. Leaving me behind. Oh, oh, bring it to me. Bring your sweet loving. Bring it on home to me. Yeah, yeah.
But I love you more than I've ever loved anyone, baby. He says the same things you used to say. Does the same things you used to do. (Sometimes I miss you baby).
(Richard Rodgers/Lorentz Hart). . Blue moon. You saw me standing alone. Without a dream in my heart. Without a love of my own. . Blue moon. You knew just what I was there for.
Don Gustafson. . The babe that was born of Mary. One cold and wintry night. He laid in the manger lonely. A star that shined so bright. . Noé", Noé", how the angels sing.
(Dave Clark/Smith). . I'm in pieces, bits and pieces. Since you left me and you said goodbye. I'm in pieces, bits and pieces. All I do is sit and cry.
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BILL WHEN ARE YOU COMING BACK. © 1970 Jobete Music Corporation. Written by Pam Sawyer. As performed by The Supremes from the Motown Lp RIGHT ON. . Every morning waiting for the mailman to come..
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(Dave Clark). . It's right that I should care about you. And try to make you happy when you're blue. It's right, it's right to feel the way I do. Because, because I love you.