How many ways. Do we have to say goodbye?. How many days. Are we gonna need this time?. . If only I could tell you. If only I could tell you anything.
Look over yonder. What do you see?. The sun is a'rising. Most definitely. A new day is coming. Ooh ooh. People are changing. Ain't it beautiful. Crystal blue persuasion.
Look over yonder. What do you see?. The sun is a'rising. Most definitely. . A new day is coming, ooh, ooh. People are changing. Ain't it beautiful, ooh, ooh.
Now I don't hardly know her. But I think I could love her. Crimson and clover. . Well if she come walkin' over. Now I been waitin' to show her. Crimson and clover, over and over.
Now, now, now, I know how you feel inside,. Someone you love took you for a ride,. You better tell him it's all over,. Girl, you know that I'll be standin' by, yes, I will..
Now, now, now, I know how you feel inside,. Someone you love took you for a ride,. You better tell him it's all over,. Girl, you know that I'll be standin' by, yes, I will..
CALIFORNIA'S PASSING. Melody and Lyrics by Tommy Hills. . OH IT WAS HER LAST DECEMBER. AND IT WAS HER LAST JULY WITH CALIFORNIA'S PASSING. SHE SIGHED AND SAID GOODBYE.
You're just too good to be true. can't take my eyes off of you. you'd be like heaven to touch. oh, I want to hold you so much. At long last love has arrived.
Hundreds trees put forth new leaves. Thousands leaves will turn to green. . And I ride on a clay-like plane. And I ride on a clay-like plane. . Silent crows in a back alley.
every God box in town. seems to leave me feeling down. no one wants to socialize. with the man with sad eyes. . CLIMB. the priestess wants a female pope.
I should like to consider the folk song, and expand briefly on a theory I have held for some time, to the effect that the reason most folk songs are so atrocious is that they were written by the.
The world is growin' old and preparin' for sleep. But you and me are just not gettin' outta bed, wakin' up. Sunbathing on the shores of a nightmare. .
Oh, the Crow, our Father. Oh, the Crow, our Father. He is All in All. Oh, the Crow, our Father. He is All in All. Oh, our Father Crow. A e-yo he-ye he-ye yo!.
For whom there crows. Spies over fields of rice. Of water lotus stream. A plant with dew. . I will bring for you. Little lovely dream. A little lovely dream.
Wake up, our past stops right now. I see light, must be you. Watch and learn, burning it blue. . Blood boiling in slow motion. Only shines distortion.
Wake up, our past stops right now. I see light, must be you. Watch and learn, burning it blue. . Blood boiling in slow motion. Only shines distortion.
When you get home. There's gonna be a big present. Waitin' on your bedside table. She said, "It's your, Stanley knife. Smile, cutting in to me". . That's why I cover my ears.
You set the fire in me C-C. It's like I've learnt how to breathe easily. Photographed for a fashion magazine. It's just you, your God and me. . I know it can't be easy for you.
I spend my day alone. Just waiting for its fall. The seasons of a dreamer. The shadows on the wall. When that Autumn wind. Will blow away. The light that doesn't show.