Looking back on the days when I was scufflin' for a buck. Not overly concerned with life and love. I was always feelin' sorry for myself and my bad luck.
Why does the sun go on shining?. Why does the sea rush to shore?. Don't they know it's the end of the world. For you don't love me anymore?. . Why do the birds go on singing?.
To want and need you here with me and have to do without you (emotion). To be a part but with you constantly and never have to doubt you (emotion). There's can't be livin' like livin' should be.
Out in the west Texas town of El Paso. I fell in love with a Mexican girl. Night time would find me in Rose's Cantina. Music would play and Felina would whirl.
(Four o'clock in the morning and it's been raining. Little paddles of water reflect the thousand thin points of color. As neon signs shine and glimmer down into them.
Everybody's talkin' at me. I don't hear a word they're sayin'. Only the echoes of my mind. . People stopping, staring. I can't see their faces. Only the shadows of their eyes.
Every which-a-way I go. And every which-a-way I turn, I seem to be. Lookin' for a love I never, never find. Fightin' back pain and misery. . One day my love run away.
England swings like a pendulum do. Bobbies on bicycles, two by two. Westminster Abbey, the tower of Big Ben. The rosy-red cheeks of the little children.
Engine, Engine No. 9, coming down the railroad line. How much farther back did she get off?. Old brown suitcase that she carried, I've looked for it everywhere, it.
Engine, engine number nine. Comin' down the railroad line. How much farther back did she get off?. Old brown suitcase that she carried. I've looked for it everywhere, it.
Engine, engine number nine,. Comin down the railroad line,. How much farther back did she get off?. Old brown suitcase that she carried,. I've looked for it everywhere, it.
Mike Ethan Messick. . Everyday in lunch in high school,. And all of my senior year,. I'd drink my Coca-Cola with a touch of everclear.. I never had to study math, science or history,.
Another day, another chance. To right the wrongs, begin again. All you can do is do your best. Shake off the past, forgive yourself. . It's just the world we're living in.
Sir, step aside, these people were here first. As you can see, the line forms over there. We're all in a hurry sir, your claim is no worse. Line's over there.
He tells me he's working late. He tells me that he can't stay too long. So I turn the lights off. I fall asleep before he's home. Tomorrow I'll wake up alone.
Jesus loves the little children. All the children of the world. Whether yellow, black and white. They are precious in his sight. Jesus loves the little children of the world.
Way back in history along the Nordic coast. that was the sound all the people feared the most. It would echo thru the night up and down the foggy fj-ord.
When morning comes to me. I see the eyes of Margaret. I see the eyes of Margaret. When morning comes around. When she comes near me. I see the eyes of Margaret.
The winter months left us the snowfall. A black spring brought forth the rain. The summer days were long and dusty. By the fall your mind was made. And I recall we were lovers.
Along came the F-15 the swiftest on the line. Running over the C and O road just twenty minutes behind. Running into Cevile head porters on the line. Receiving their strict orders from a station just behind.