Hope came home, home to me today. And fear has run the other way. And words are weak, they don't know how to say. You know I still believe in You. . And should my dreams fall through.
Now I praise You, Lord of all creation. You ordain the sun to rise and fall. You scatter the stars across the heavens. And You come close enough to hear me call.
I never got anywhere. By running away. I never learned anything. Without a mistake. . I never loved anyone. By playing it safe. It's a long way down. But I'm here right now, so.
I can tell by this, this crack of light. Oh girl this is gonna be, it's gonna be a beautiful day. And I can tell by this stretch of silver. Spreading all out across the curves of your face.
Vagabonds don't fall in love. They just wheel and they deal. So if I turn a funny color when you kiss me. I can't help the way that I feel. . Hooligans don't fall in love.
She'd given everything she could give. Twenty years of kindness made her sad. Kindness never made enough to live. So she sold the very last thing that she had.
[Incomprehensible]. . There's something very English about 'Forever'. 'Hugs and kisses' are English too. 'Forever and a day' has to be American. But 'Hold me, close' is me and you, 'Hold me, close' is me and you.
Hey church I was thinking. The third world seems to be sinking. Can't you all get over there. And we'll have them all over here?. . And you can learn to catch your own food.
Dimanche au soir Chteauguay. Les pieds pendant au bout du quai. Les pieds pendant au bout du quai. Les pieds pendant au bout du quai. La rivire joue d'l'harmonica.
Dimanche au soir Châteauguay. Les pieds pendant au bout du quai. Les pieds pendant au bout du quai. Les pieds pendant au bout du quai. . La rivière joue d'l'harmonica.
This shit is so damn hot, hot. This shit is hot, hot, hot, hot. This shit is so damn hot, hot. This shit is hot, hot, hot, hot. . This shit is so damn hot, hot.
Hey Jude. don't make it bad,. take a sad song, and make it better,. remember to let her into your heart,. then you can start,. to make it better.. . Hey Jude,.
Still bagged up and ready. Make moves in the four folding. Slip in with a grin, wind up. Mild potion, bad motion, bad motion. Quick stabs in the dark.
Hey dude, it's true not sad. Take a thrash song, make it better. Remember that metal is in your heart. And you can start to be a shredder. . Hey dude, don't you be afraid, no.
Convince yourself there's no place to hide in this room. and you've centered it off. and with the hands of a surgeon keep this record from taking aim.
Honeybee, don't look at me that way. honeybee, don't look at me that way. I've got plans,. I'm workin' on being a holy man. . Honeybee, don't come so close to me.
Lord we pray, give us this day. our daily bread. every week it costs the meek. another arm and leg. Lord we pray, the American way,. cut us a break. .
Return to highway 2. The danger zone. Highway 2. The danger zone. . Highway 2. The danger zone. Everybody go to highway 2. The danger zone. . Lookout.
"Help me". Scream these words from the TV nightly. "My family's been shot to death". Seems to find no answer. . The music on the radio is louder then a death.
The price is gettin' higher every, day. When it comes to good loving, it's the same old way. The high cost of love, gettin' higher every day. The less I get the more I have to pay.