I wanna tell you there's a really good reason. Why I came home wasted in the middle of the night. A tiny kingdom at the bottom of the trees. Where I was always a winner and I was usually right.
VERSE 1. . My eyes wander. but my heart will never stray away (stray away). we go through thunder. and always end up singing in the rain. the truth wont change.
and you're spitting bullets as the words trip off. of my tounge, and your spitting bullets and. everyone is chisled with my name. and you'll. hang me on and you'll hang me from every word.
it crept to me like a cancer in my sleep. it gnawed the meat right from these bones. and so it seems somewhere, somehow, the wonder was stole. and the truths we've held were squandered and sold.
we've watched the lines form in our faces. and the smoke fall and break to code. from our hands. and a message missed was a message read. we can never leave the regrets we've wed.
Serving the faith. Abduction the oath. It lie in wait for the offering. . Religion is old. For drawing the young. Purity withers and dies. Never return to the ones that provided.
We wanta live our life. Forever each day. To burn your candle. At both ends. Mach 10 velocity. Not slowing down at all. Your metal heart. Just never bends.
Babe. I need you again. It's getting late. I'm getting high. Please let me in. Love. I give you all my love. I just need someone to hold on to. Won't you let me in.
A long time ago I never knew myself. Then the memory of shame birthed it's gift.. . No more. the small one.. the weak one. the frightened one.. Running from beatings, deflating.
A long time ago I never knew myself. Then the memory. Of shame birthed its gift.. No more. The small one, the weak one, the frightened one.. Running from beatings, deflating. I'm becoming more.
Your eyes are blue, but they look brown. I wonder why (x4). . Is there something you try to hide. I wonder what (x4). . This is not a song about those straight lines.
One more illusion shattered, one more broken dream. Oh that the morning brings the sun. Gone are the days when I could bounce right back again. See how the tears flow down like sweet summer rain.
Blue Guitar. Blue guitar,. Fortune of my ways. Making of my days.. New chord,. Counting up the ways. Happiness is lazy.. . If you don't know the song,.
Billy left home one morning, he walked right out the door. He said goodbye to his former life and he never came back no more. Oh Billy, there's anger in your heart.
Lay along side me beautiful lady. Dark as the blackest hour of night. Deep in my body warm and lazy. Under the sheets and out of sight. Won't you tell me, tell me, tell me bedtime stories.
I found my thrill. On Blueberry Hill. On Blueberry Hill. When I found you. . The moon stood still. On Blueberry Hill. And lingered until. My dream came true.
Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo - INTRO. Now, since were on the subject of theme songs, is anyone interesting in a theme song for teenagers? It seems to me that teenagers dont listen very well because you can tell them things over and over and over and they just dont get it. For instance, I have a teenage daughter and I I have told her more times than I can count, Please clear off the bathroom counter. Before you go to school, put away the hairspray, the deodorant, the curling irons. Just put it all in the drawer. And every time, she will say: Ok, Mom. I totally will. That is no problem at all. And then she goes to school and I walk by the bathroom and everything is still sitting there on the counter. So I have decided that we speak different languages. When I am speaking, this is what she hears:.
There are moments when you feel it and you know,. Something amazing is happening within your soul,. And nothing can hold back what's in side you.. . Let it move you, let it lead your heart,.