When I see you and I dont know what to say. Foots in the door but its in the way. Reasons to go not enough to stay. (and youre makin my, and youre makin my).
I was hung up on the subway. When I noticed you were looking my way. You licked your lips sayin have a taste. Where do I begin?. You hooked me in in the first place.
Drag a chair across the floor. Scratch your name into the wood above my door. You really gave it your all, but you're finished here. You are finished here.
There's a point, it's a step between falling and breaking and laying flat. broken in pieces.There's a note you can hold that sounds (but doesn't feel).
lying awake in my attic room.... a clock struck six, a clock struck,. i am inexperienced.... but i can do whatever you give me to do,. where does this ship go?.
Throught the back window of a `59 wagon. I watch my best friend Janey slippin further away. I kept on waving, til I couldn't see her. And through my tears I ask again why we counldn't stay.
====================================================================. =====. Raindrops on the treetops. Waiting there to fall. I know how they're feeling.
I am the son and the heir. Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar. I am the son and the heir. Of nothing in particular. . You shut your mouth, how dare you say.
I am the son and the heir. Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar. I am the son and the heir. Of nothing in particular. . You shut your mouth, how dare you say.
Cars move slowly down. Where you walk. And the cool blue cars. Where the world gets old. . And I hear their lies. Blowing through my teeth. And at my back.
yeah, yeah, yeah. yeah, yeah, yeah. yeah, yeah, yeah. yeah, yeah, yeah. . Moments of luxury and moments of pain. Moments of beauty and then moments of shame.
I could kiss the she-fire. Just like a holy, holy fool. I could never think too much. Just like that holy, holy fool. . I could see a bright, bright future.
You can't get a suntan on the moon. But I wouldn't mind a holiday there. They say, you can't get a suntan on the moon. But I wouldn't mind a holiday there.
All the little life forms. Upon this little earth. Multiplying dying and. Returning through rebirth. . All the little children. Growing up in space. Adding their small stories.
The word that would best describe this feeling would be, 'Haunted'. I touch the clothes you left behind. That still retain your shape and lines, still haunted.
She's so young at heart. She likes the pleasure of his company. She cuts the inside groove. With her silver spoon. She likes her tapes on ten. And it's the same as her anatomy.
We're gonna break away. The engine's hot and running. We'll take this nowhere town. And turn it into something. . We're gonna lose control. And set the wheels in motion.
I can tell by the look in your eyes. You've been hurtin. You know I'll never let you down oh, no. And I'll try anything to keep it workin. You gave me time to find out.
Come on, baby!. . Well she's crazy like a fox! She's hungry like a wolf!. Her daddy didn't need her, so she reads a good book!. She's like a tangerine you pick from the tree in the Garden of Eden!.
Looks like we meet again. It's been awhile my friend. I hope you still recall my name. . Like lips and sable hair. Same age but twice as fair. Magic you'll get your share tonight.