Brown doves on the wire, do they ever tire. Up in the eggshell sky. I know if it was me, wings a take you far. The burden of flight is ours. . Even that the sun in your eyes.
Buddy some Topeka night. When it's just you and the road. Seen no tailights there for miles. And nothin' much but static on the radio. . Wasn't lookin' to the left.
Baby, now I understand. How time can alter any plan. Then gently lead you to know. Truth hopes lies will never show. That love only pauses for a while.
Honey, if you only knew. What I've the will to do. Endure or take. All for love's sake. . Baby, there'd be no denyin'. Any sacrifice that. I'm prepared to make.
I know that you've been foolin' around on me right from the start. So I'll take back my ring and I'll take back my heart. And when you're tired of foolin' around with two or three.
It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones. Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone. And at the grave his woman cries and she moans. 'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones.
Fair to Midland is all that I need. If I had fare to Midland. I'd take the first seat. On a fast train, bus, or plane. Which ever proved the quickest.
Maybe someday I'll be strong. Maybe it won't be long. I'll be the one who's tough, yeah,. You'll be the one who's got it rough. It won't be long and. Maybe I'll be real strong..
I saw a man today who said he talked to you. Not so long ago, I think a month or two. As my mind raced back in time I prayed. Oh, Lord, don't let it show.
You say you never dance to a dashboard. Singin' R.E.M under summer stars. Never lean back on a jet black chevy. Blowing smoke rings in the dark. You don't want to be a rube girl.
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I heard every word you said. And trying hard to understand. Exactly what it is you need from me. Baby I apologize. I never meant to make you cry. But there ain't no doubt, we can work it out yeah.
Too many years on the rinks of Montreal.. Too many years in the lofts of old TO.. Too many nights in the bowels of Avenue B.. Too many days in the arms of Lady T..
To Hunting Ground from City.. That's where my baby took me with her smile.. To Hunting Ground from City.. I never thought that I'd have to retrace those miles..
Looking in the hourglass. Ants in the sand. Reflected in the oil lamp. I can see the wrinkles in your hand. You can be forthright with me. You can be forthright with me.
They tell me God forgives you for almost anything you do. They tell me God forgives you for almost anything you do. Well, if that's the case, that's the case.
My father's stories fell upon us. Filled us with his light. Gospels, fertile minds. Taking root, taking root. . His pocket change would jingle. Sacramental bells.
Look under his floorboards, Mama,. I don't trust his silly grin. He's got a beat-up Rambler, Nebraska plates,. and I ain't getting in. I don't like the way his pinky ring.
I am a man. And I am self-aware. And everywhere I go. You're always right there with me. . I flirted with you all my life. Even kissed you once or twice.
I met her in a church on a Sunday evening. not late on Saturday night. She sang Ave Maria. a little flat and out of time. but that's what drew me to her.