You and me, tumbleweed.. Although you won't admit, I'm not your fantasy. I shouldn't have to bleed.. . Paralyzed, terrified. But what's the point of having shadow Valentines,.
If There Was a Man. Performed by Chrissie Hynde & The Pretenders. If there was a man I could dream of,. I'd dream about a dream come true.. If there was a man I could ever love,.
I'm a mother. Treat me like a mother. You want to suck on my breast. It's no surprise you do. I'm the source and the force. You owe your life to, brother.
If I'd known then. If only I had known. What, where or when. I would of kept you on the phone. Hindsight is tough. It's so obvious. Never enough for the two of us.
Oh, why you look so sad, the tears are in your eyes,. Come on and come to me now, and don't be ashamed to cry,. Let me see you through, 'cause I've seen the dark side too..
I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus. Underneath the mistletoe last night. She didn't see me creep. Down the stairs to have a peek. She thought that I was tucked up.
I remember you. I remember the first time we met. I may be a sentimental fool. Forever in your debt. For something I cannot forget. I remember you. . I remember the first time we spoke.
I been crying like a woman. Because I'm mad, mad, mad like a man. If you'd been in the S.S. in '43. You'd have been kicked out for cruelty. . I hurt you.
When I look up from my pillow. I dream you are there with me. Though you are far away. I know you'll always be near to me. . I go to sleep, sleep. And imagine that you're there with me.
They say we're young and we don't know. Won't find out till we grow. Well I don't know why that's true. 'Cause you got me baby, I got you. . Babe, I got you babe, I got you, babe..
I don't want you to try and save me,. No I don't want you at all,. If we're through, then you don't blame me,. 'Cause that won't do at all. . If you talk too much my head will explode.
I don't want you to try and save me,. No I don't want you at all,. If we're through, then you don't blame me,. 'Cause that won't do at all. . If you talk too much my head will explode.
Words were exchanged last night. You could call it a fight. It's such a shame I never thought we would,. Wouldn't be so bad, if it weren't so good. I've had enough of that,.
When you have too much pleasure. In the course of the night's activities. You have to be very clever. Avoiding the bad effects of these. I just want to be happy.
I travel home to remember the sound of morning. I choose the evening to pray I remember this as it is. For when the city returns. When the sound of the green-line trolley cars and skyscrapers.
I am descending. I am binding time. I'm trying to hold on to. Our sweetest memories. . I can still feel you. Your lips on all of me. Your skin in between the silk.