I went out walking up high timberline. Snow fell like kisses, the air sweet as wine. Calling me back to the days you were mine. So close to heaven, up high timberline.
What's it like to be the only somebody in the room. Tell us all what does it cost you to be you. Takin' out Daddy's trash, now ain't it a drag. Trippin' on Papa's brand new body bag.
Hush now my sweet little noisy boy. There is trouble enough in the world. Pick up your feet, little lazy boy. Come dance with your little girl. . Spin me 'round this kitchen floor.
Now if I could disclose secrets heaven only knows. If I'd lose all my ground and see your smile decompose. So I rest on the fact that I love you I suppose.
Hey love, what do you say. We get outta here today. You ain't found your footing yet. But someday you're going to fly. My hometown boy. . Cars up on blocks.
Hej, Hej, Hej, Hej, Hej... Hej, you wanna sit right here?. Here beside me? Do you like that? I do.. Hej, you wanna say my name? Say it slowly.. Do you like that? I do..
I cried when I wrote this, I'll always remember. The worst kind of lonely is alone in December. The act of forgiveness is always a mystery. The meltin' of ice and the future of history, yeah.
I'm happy with myself. I'm happy with myself. And I don't have. What it takes. To please you. . I've been trying. To write you a letter. I've been trying.
One day shy of 8 years old, grandma passed away. I was a broken hearted little boy, blowi'n out that birthday cake. How I cried when the sky let go with a cold and lonesome rain.
T.J and Charley had a little bar band. They played covers every Friday night. Bonnie was a waitress and a big fan. And every break the three of them would.
I've been trying not to love you. I've been putting up a fight. I've been barely holding on. And letting go with all my might. There's a part of me that's empty.
My baby gets me shakin' - she's got a way of makin' me. Feel like I'm still seventeen. She gets me high-she gets me low-and in between. . Blue eyes she's got 'em - legs on the bottom.
Well, my old Uncle Joe, he's a proud Democrat. He's got FDR on his baseball cap. An' thinks the whole country's on a one-way track to hell. He says there's only one truck an' that's a Chevrolet.
Jenny's daddy was five years gone. By the time that Jenny was six years old. It was her and her mom and her parakeet Pete. In a little blue house at the end of the street.
Got no nails in the floor. Got no hinges on the door. Empty frames on the walls. Ain't no ghost in the halls. . You can build with earth and stone. Make a place of your own.
If I was in a movie. I would hold my head up high. And if I was in a movie. I would never be this shy. I would shout out loud and be so proud. Of what I have to say.
Heartbreak, heart mend, here we go again. You're standing at my door.. Heart make, heart rend, one more time again. This heart gonna wind up sore.. I thought we laid this ghost to rest.
Pretty little devil with the red dress on. High on the horse until. One of these days you're gonna have to come. Down from the rollin hill. . Rich old man no shovel no hoe.
There's a fire on the mountain. There's a fire in my soul. There's a sign on the highway. It's a hard road. . There's a break in a heart. There's a break in a bone.
One day shy of eight years old,. When grandma passed away.. I was a broken hearted little boy,. Blowing out that birthday cake.. How I cried when the sky let go,.