I stayed up all night. 'Til the morning's first light. What did I see?. I know it wasn't me there. . I waited for you. For my dreams to come true. What will they be?.
Does she love you, you suppose. With somebody who would know. Who believes in what you are. You're my favorite thing by far. . There's a fire in your eyes.
Smith, Palmer). . The morning dove singing. Her sweet lullaby. Her love is still thinking. Of how he replied. As I reach for you. You open your eyes. As if somehow you knew.
(Herzog, Holiday). . Hush now, don't explain. Just say you'll remain. I'm glad your back, don't explain. . Quiet, don't explain. What is there to gain.
Halfway gone, and halfway back,. You're always dreaming' 'bout what you lack.. You're takin' your time from your busy day,. To sit by the track and watch the train roll away..
I'm not stupid no but rather you are. Your big mouth is going too far. . But I don't care just who you be. Don't pick on me. Don't pick on me. You're not the whole wide world you see.
Why can't you see, it was never meant to be. All this time is all a waste to me. . It's gone nowhere, I see it in your eyes. All the lies and compromise to me.
Lying away and it happens all the time. And you don't even understand that honesty is fine. And if I live forever and ever and amen. You may not be aware that I will not pretend.
Deep In The Heart Of Texas. (Swander-Hershey). The stars at night - are big and bright. Deep in the heart of texas.. The prairie sky - is wide and high.
I'm gonna get up in the mornin',. I believe I'll dust my broom [2x]. Girlfriend, the black man you been lovin',. Girlfriend, can get my room. I'm gon' write a letter,.
Ella durmió al calor de las masas. Y yo desperté queriendo soñarla. Algún tiempo atrás pensé en escribirle. Y nunca sortié las trampas del amor. . De aquel amor de música ligera.
Me salí. Fuera de contexto. Practicar. No te haré perfecto. Poner un disco eterno y moverme tornasol. Un espíritu. A veces seguro. Otras veces incierto.
Las luces me queman la cara. No te puedo hallar. Como salir de este castigo. Soy prisionero de un ritmo cruel. Aquí estoy resquebrajándome. Hay anarquía en mis movimientos.
Ella durmió al calor de las masas. Y yo desperté queriendo soñarla. Algún tiempo atrás pensé en escribirle. Y nunca sortié las trampas del amor. . De aquel amor de música ligera.
If love is gone I'm gonna walk these streets. Who's a man if he can't dream?. So give me a friend with a heart that beats. Find a way where I belong so help me sing along.
So what you gonna. Do now honey?. When I'm dead and gone. And the only thing you have to remember me by. Is this fucking song. . I went driving down. New Hampshire street now sugar.
And I know I've done wrong. And I'm sorry about it baby. . Every day she curses my name. My glass is full of sorrow and pain. I'm a reject of love. I should be crucified and shot.
Well I'm trying to stay sober but I'm drunk again. On and on with the memories of you. Well I'm trying and I'm trying but I'm drunk again. On and on theirs nothing I can do.
I heard a song on your American radio. I can't believe the lies. Dead dead American radio. Well I see right through your lies. . I don't know why it's so hard to see.
Forgive me for screaming. Forgetting to breathe in. This is the first time and the only time. I implore you to pluck out my eyes. . All good things must die.