Just one step at a time. And closer to destiny. I knew at a glance. There'd always be a chance for me. With someone I could live for. Nowhere I would rather be.
In every dream home a heartache. And every step I take. Takes me further from Heaven. Is there a Heaven? I'd like to think so. . Standards of living. They're rising daily.
Hark the frozen chimes of winter. Crystal shimmer in your mind. To the first time when you saw her. You implored her to be kind. . In the open fields around you.
If not for you. Babe, I couldn't find the door. I couldn't even see the floor. I'd be sad and blue. If not for you. . If not for you. Babe, I'd lie awake all night.
(lawrence). . If I didn't care more than words can say. If I didn't care would I feel this way. If this isn't love then why do I thrill. And what makes my head go round and round.
I'll see you again. Whenever spring breaks through again. Time may lay heavy between. But what is mean. Is past forgetting. This sweet memory. Across the years.
I'm in the mood for love. Simply because you're near me.. Funny, but when you're near me. I'm in the mood for love.. . Heaven is in your eyes. Bright as the stars we're under.
I put a spell on you because you're mine. You better stop the things that you do. I ain't lyin', no, I ain't lyin'. I just can't stand it babe. The way you're always runnin' 'round.
I Thought. Written By Bryan Ferry & Brian Eno. I thought - you'd be my streetcar named desire. My way - my taste of wine. I thought - you'd be that flame within the fire.
I love how your eyes close whenever you kiss me. And when I'm away from you I love how you miss me. I love the way you always treat me tenderly. But, darling, most of all I love how you love me.
My book has more bookmarks than pages. Cause it take me ages. Or is everybody reading. Is everybody reading. . Standing on a black Ulster hill. I never fear the chill.
I will follow you. I will follow you. Put all my money in gold and. Hope that we make it on through. . I will follow you. I will follow you. Put all my faith in the man.
What's with the angel and what's with the devil. They keep swapping shoulders and I can't tell which from which. "Will you be my Kris kindle? Will you be my better nature?".
Find answers on the street. In cracks between my feet. But I can't see. . Try so hard in vain. To wipe away the stain. Of everyday pain. . And you never see me walking towards you.
I heard Jesus was a cool lad. A peace and love kind of guy, it's said. He smelled of BO and of weed. A smell that could have raised the dead. . He had twelve merry drinking pals.
I woke up today. Expecting to find all that I sought. And climb the mountains of the life I bought. Finally I'm at the top of every hierarchy. Unfortunately there is no one left.
'30 years ago, society believed that no price was to high, we thought that. industry could come at any cost. We cannot afford to pay that price any. more.'.
'What is a war criminal? Was not war itself a crime against God and. humanity, and, therefore, were not all those who sanctioned, engineered,. and conducted wars, war criminals? War criminals are not confined to the.
Once there was a me who always knew the way,. Who somewhere on the road led me astray.. . And I've seen so many souls,. (Always thought I'd change somehow, altered by the road).
She walks these empty streets alone. Looking for something they call "home". Hoping to find some peace of mind. Sometimes we need to walk alone. . She is set on running away.