My baby's building a sand castle. And someday we're gonna live on the shores. But nowadays we just hold our breath. Until the meeting next Monday. . And it's going through the roof.
I was floating on a stream. Words came easy as the seemed. And as conversations go. I let this one go off enough. Tonight I'll just sit here on my back.
You who attacked my old heart with a glance. And you placed it with something new. You ran away as the pendulum swung. I had only begun. . I'll be OK.
I'm not from here; please help me out. I didn't grow up around here. Is it my eyes that give me away?. Or is it just the tears?. . I shouldn't be so lost.
You better know by know she said. I made no effort to defend myself against her claim. There wasn't anything to add, and so I blurted out. I guess it's gonna rain today.
Dawn. Got up pretty early. I sing songs. I try to get attention. Get it wrong. She knows I'm never lonely. She goes on and she says, "Why don't you come baby".
You who attacked my old heart with a glance. And you placed it with something new. You ran away as the pendulum swung. I had only begun. . I'll be OK.
With sleight of hand and force of will. Closets full of odd-sized shoes to fill. I better be a gifted kid. To undo some of the deeds you did. . In 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.
I know something that's gonna break your heart. Don't say I don't love you. I know something that's gonna break your heart. Who am I to tell you?. Love's a dangerous disguise.
If time were not a moving thing. And I could make it stay. This hour of love we share would always be. . There'd be no coming day. To shine a morning light.
It's raining today. And I'm just about to forget the train window girl. That wonderful day we met. She smiles through the smoke from my cigarette. . It's raining today.
If you go away. On this summer day. Then you might as well. Take the sun away. All the birds that flew. In the summer sky. When our love was new. And our hearts were high.
Oh, I'm a good old rebel,. Now that's just what I am,. And for this yankee nation,. I do not give a damn.. I'm glad I fought a ganner,. I only wish we won..
Through fiction we saw The Birth. Of Futures Yet to come. Yet in Fiction lay the Bones. Ugly in their nakedness. . Yet under this Mortal Sun. We cannot hide Ourselves.
I hung myself with my own strings. I counted her fingers through her rings. I am here for the beautiful things. She said, "I love the way that boy sings...".
See the statues in the square. They almost look alive. It's amazing after all these years. How they've survived. . Two young children gazing at them. Faces so forlorn.
Is it a crime to say I love you. A crime to say I care. Is it a crime to want you madly. With me everywhere. Is it a crime to be reminded. That someone close to you is true.
I have not a girl that's mine. I have not a friend. I have not got a place to live. Indeed it seems the end. But it ain't for me. As I've got myself which matters most.
Well, before we go any further, we agree. It's a pleasure to introduce Gilbert's L.P.. It's a pleasure of course providing we are paid. If not, we think it's the worst one he has made.