I sat up thinkin' late last night. Do they have a way to count the stars. There's a lot of scientific minds. That claim to know what all the answers are.
Do I love you, do I really care. The rest of my life, do I want you there. Would I hold you tight til the morning light. How can I say no. . If you give me your heart, would I do the same.
Well the day it ends when the sun comes up. Starts when the sun goes down. Out on the back roads and on the back streets. Of every farm and factory town.
Here I go, far away. I'll keep running in this race. from my sin & from my shame. I'm renewed, I'm not the same. and i won't, won't look back. 'cause Your grace keeps me on track.
Here she comes boy, the one I've been talkin' about. The one I just can't live without. Here she comes boy. . Her warm kisses they linger in my mind. I think of them all the time.
Everybody knows her,little Miss Rosa. The queen of the trailer park. Well,she's a hot pepper and you'll never forget her. If you ever let her break your heart.
(Shawn Camp/Michele McCord). . Everybody knows her,little Miss Rosa. The queen of the trailer park. Well,she's a hot pepper and you'll never forget her.
Go down the road called Yesterday. Take a left on a Lost Highway. And make a right on Memory Lane. Drive until you feel the pain. . And at the River of Tears, take one last turn.
One day she saw with eyes wide open. She did not know much at the start. And in her time of need. She cried for a harbor for a lonely heart. . Too many years in many places.
I'll take ya higher. Ain't no limits when you are around. I'll take you higher. There's no reason for you to feel down. I'll take you higher. When you're lost in the clouds I'll be waiting right here.
Some go down on a borderline. Another one die in a neighborhood. Someone cheers, a mother cries. Evil versus good. . So welcome to the world's arena. Where love, power and war.
Halfway to Memphis. Driving in the rain. Self confidence slipping. Still running away. . From the face in the mirror. The lines on the face. From New York City.
Pray for love. Ending up loving too much. I wanted and learn. But I ended up thinking too hard. I tried to wait. That made me impatient. Guess I can say.
Have you ever loved a woman. Man, better than you did yourself. Have you ever loved a woman. Oh, man better than you did yourself. Have you ever tried to give 'em a good home.
I can't get up because if I do. I'll just be staring at the floor. I'll take a long look around me. And forget what I got up for. . Breakfast being the only thing that gets me out of bed.
In separate rooms. I hear them screaming through the walls. I'm locked away, home sweet home. Listening to the vicious things they say. You hate yourselves, home sweet home.
Look at my puppy, can you spare a quarter. Playing guitar and stinking up the corner. Patchouli oil and freshly dirty feet. Mom's station wagon is parked down the street.
Have you ever tried to get away?. When every move you make is restrained. Trying to balance what you want. With what's expected of you. . My thoughts are mine to a point.
Hot night, breakneck. Oozing into that thing. It seethes, it foams. It splits the death of love whole. . All the things you hold most dear. Gone. And the world it dies.