He used to sing his songs to his Sara Jane the folk singer. His songs filled with love made the mountains ring the folk singer. At first Sara Jane was to be his bride.
Faithfully ray as the day may be. Somehow we always seek hope in tomorrow. Faithfully dark as the night may seem. We close our eyes and dream of a new day.
As I look at the letters that you wrote to me. It's you that I'm thinking of. As I read the lines that to me were so sweet. I remember our faded love.
She said maybe I'll see you again in another life. Someday maybe, we'll finally get the timing right. Said we'd be crazy to let this be our last goodbye.
From the dusty mesa. Her looming shadow grows. Hidden in the branches of the poison creosote. She twines her spines up slowly. Towards the boiling sun.
We came down a black dirt hill. Between the rows of blooming peaches. And we scattered leaping fawns. As we fell into the ditches. . Ahead of me ran Jackson.
It's four in the morning, the end of December. I write you now just to see if you're better. New York is cold but I like where I'm living. There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening.
Someone's written in stones. on your bathroom wall. In your country home. Susan, tons of old. Little you collected from. Little antique stores where. .
Last night you came home late. You tried to tiptoe in. I sat here for hours. Wondering where you've been. . You ran into an old friend. And you just lost track of time.
Well I really had a ball last night. I held all the pretty boys tight. I was feelin' single seein' double. Wound up in a whole lot of trouble. But today I'll face the big fight but.
He's dating a lawyer with a gentle nature. Says, "She ain't nothing like me". And there's fire and there's water. And all I can offer is a temperament that he don't need.
I am not the same I am so confused anymore. I feel like I am lost in the wind. Oh God, not this feeling again. I don't wanna feel. I don't wanna feel.
It's quiet on the river this morning. Ain't nobody on the water but me. But the sun is comin' on. And it won't be long. 'Fore there's a little more wake.
Foolish me I gave my heart away and traded all my dreams for just one kiss from you. Foolish me to pay the price I paid for just a chance that you might think about me too.
Your love is colder than a foggy river. Flowing over a heart of stone. You left me stranded on this foggy river. Drifting helpless and alone. . Can't escape this broken heart of mine.
Here she comes, look at her roll. There she goes eatin' that coal. Watch her fly, look at her sail. Let her by, by, by, it's the fireball mail. . Engineer makin' up time.
FINAL EXAMINATION. WITH DOTTIE WEST. (Red Lane - Dottie West). . You reset with the love that has built to stand on its own. Somewhere we surely went wrong.
Far, far away is my love of yesterday. And she's gone, gone, gone, gone from me, from me. Far, far away is my life, my love, my way. And wonder, where, where, where, oh, where can she be?.