When you're too worn out to fight,. I'll stand up for you. and when you need a bed for the night,. I'll stand up for you. when my friends put you down,.
The facts we hate. We'll never meet walking down the road. Everybody yelling "hurry up, hurry up!". But I'm waiting for you, I must go slow. I must not think bad thoughts.
She wore blue. Her back of blue shoes. She wore green, they wear it anyway. She and the car. Went back through the red light. Stop I forgot all my memories.
The body's pressed against a wall. Completely still, not moving at all. Trembling hands are dripping sweat. Tiptoeing as close as I can get. . Sometimes I wonder does he know.
Rescue me from boring times. It's a story I know, line by line. Different deep on the inside. Isn't different if you have to try?. Have to try?. . I'm borderline, day after day.
When all the things that you've been thinking. Has you so confused and so unglued. Your head is spinning. Well we've all felt the same inside. I've been on that ledge countless times.
I was sleeping and right in the middle of a good dream. Like all at once I wake up from something that keeps knocking at my brain. Before I go insane I hold my pillow to my head.
When I wake up, yeah, I know I'm gonna be. I'm gonna be the man who wakes up next to you. And when I go out, yeah, I know I'm gonna be. I'm gonna be the man who goes along with you.
I was sleeping and right in the middle of a good dream. Like all at once I wake up from something that keeps knocking at my brain. Before I go insane I hold my pillow to my head.
Said this was our town. The joke it was on us. We were just passin through'. On the way to givin' up. Joked this was our town. That someday we'd be thrilled.
I'm up to my neck. In the mud of Inauguration day. . They say it's one in fifty years. That storm, that blew my dog away. . And they say the road has been washed out.
I needed you, I knew I was in danger. Of losing what I used to think was mine. You let me love you till I was a failure,. You let me love you till I was a failure.
You were the promise at dawn. I was the morning after. You were Jesus Christ my Lord. I was the money lender. You were the sensitive woman. I was the very reverend Freud.
(from the album 'SONGS OF Leonard Cohen'). . Come over to the window, my little darling,. I'd like to try to read your palm.. I used to think I was some kind of Gypsy boy.
Thank you so much friends.. I was having a drink with my old teacher,. he is 102 now. and this was, he was just, about 97 at that time. and I pour him a drink and.
If it be your will. That I speak no more. And my voice be still. As it was before. I will speak no more. I shall abide until. I am spoken for. If it be your will.
In my secret life. In my secret life. In my secret life. In my secret life. . I saw you this morning. You were moving so fast. Can't seem to loosen my grip.
I tried to leave you, I don't deny. I closed the book on us, at least a hundred times. I'd wake up every morning by your side. . The years go by, you lose your pride.