Girl, I sing this song for you. For the miseries I've put you through. For the moods I can't explain. For the sunny days I've spoiled with rain. . Please forgive me if you can.
Since youv'e been gone I've lived my life. In dreams of used to be. And I wonder if I'll ever love again? I don't know. I'm gonna lock my heart today.
When the night is cold. And my arms want somebody to hold. I think of you. And when the rain falling. I think of you. . I think of you and of the hours.
Words and music by jimmy nall. . One day at a time. That's how I live my life today. One glimpse at the sun. And I was blinded by the light. What a price I was to pay.
I believed all the things you said. . So I laid my weary head. And as the dawn began the day. All we had was swept away. . Because I believed. . And you believed that the world was.
it's getting dark outside the best part of everyday. will you come and take a walk with me in the pouring rain. have no worries what tomorrow may bring.
a moment of clarity a moment of truth. spare me the charity and just call a truce. minus ten times the worst feelings endured. if you're boring you're bored.
would carry around the world. if right now. everyone inside of them could hear the voice that sings. . could i. you know i would. . carry around the world your memory today.
all of those little things i don't want to share. i know what i want. but it just isn't there. . and i lie. yah i lie. . we're too tight to tango but not one in the same.
Some people stand in the darkness. Afraid to step into the light. Some people need to help somebody. When the edge of surrenders in site. . Don't you worry,.
It's too late. To fall in love with Sharon Tate. But it's too soon. To ask me for the words I want carved on my tomb. . I think it's time that you all start.
I write your name. Everywhere I go. Like a worn out code. Just to let you know. . I write your name. On my loneliness. On the closet hook where you hung that dress.
I want the angel. Whose dreams are fatal. They cause the snake's milk to run and curdle. . I want the angel. Whose darkness doubles. It absorbs the brilliance of all my troubles.
The blue light flashes. Billy feels it's motion. He says, "should I go and set it free? ". Black-eyed suzie. Picks up on the notion. She says, "put it in the lonely tree".
"Bobby died of leukemia. He got it two years ago, but had such a strong body. He was always the best at sports that he kept. biding it off. They gave him six months at first, then he turned to trick and got better, even got out for a while. Though it.