Well, you know it's sold out she couldn't get a ticket. Hard rocking' with rollin' on her mind. Scalpers lurking in the shadows. Double the price and have this ticket of mine.
Happy Birthday, sweet, sweet baby,. I hope you read your book, your story book,. And next mornin', you're one day older,. One more day for you to look..
have i turned my back on minneapolis?. ok, alright. maybe i should move to los angeles. ok, alright. we'll come back here if you want to. say the word, maybe it's ok with you.
When I got close enough to smell your hair. And comprehend the freedom there. It was too late to wonder why. There is home. . When we speak in your arms.
There's some leftover wine in the cupboard. 'Bout a half a glass left for the road. Here's a toast to the time we were lovers. Then I'll go. . Should I laugh or should I cry.
There's some leftover wine in the cupboard. 'Bout a half a glass left for the road. Here's a toast to the time we were lovers. Then I'll go. . Should I laugh or should I cry.
Half the moon is shining tonight. And half the moon is pitch black. And I got half a chance that you might. Turn around and come back. . And half my love is seeing the light.
At the edge of darkness. There was nothing left. And nobody could care about me. In a yard filled with toys. I would pass the time. With a friend of mine (imaginary).
I am all around you. And I see every where you see. I am everything you believe. . If the stars don't shine tonight. And tomorrow forgets the light. Hold on, hold on to me.
Helplessly hoping her harlequin hovers nearby. Awaiting a word, gasping at glimpses. Of gentle true spirit. He runs, wishing he could fly high. . Only to trip at the sound of good-bye.
[Originally by M. Ward]. . i am somewhere in the city climbin' up a fire escape. see i am somewhere in the city climbin' up a fire escape. you know i got to save my baby from the mess that this world has made.
Wait here while I go buy a coke. And don't play with the radio. There's some kind of short. And the antenna is broke. You will just run down the battery.
Living way down here and you're way up there. When I get this way, well, I can't feel you anywhere. Can't feel you anywhere. And I don't even care in this home from home.
My hometown's being circled by and by. Excuses will only wear me down. The tension's tied tight stealing all the air. Which back will break first. Back will break first.
Was your day slowly spent. With frowns and discontent. Were you never introduced. To a single compliment. . Were there times you felt. You were treated unfair.
I'll love you as if tomorrow is not coming. And you'll cry as if your heartache will never end. I can't let you go is what you'll end up saying. Knowing he'll always have you again.
Well, God got things back together. And the world started growing again. Noah's sons had sons. And a descendant of Shem's. Was a man called 'Abram'. .
If that old hat I wore could only talk. And tell some of the things that it has seen. There are stories that would fill it to the brim. If that old hat could tell it all again.
How you know the music. When you don't know the score. Do you think that you can make it. When you don't need any more. Is it really the reason. When it is not a need.
Every night is full of muted white. A faint reflection, a faded sunrise. Dew coated sill, pale blue sky. Warmer weather keeps the sleds all dry. Muffled laughter and joyful screams.