Oh I came to this city. Be deviled by dreams. Of what I intended to be. Impatiently waiting. For life to arrive. With riches and Pleasure for me. And selfishness covered.
Girl don't look at me that way for the things I must do. For it's not that I love you less there's just nothing left to do. But understand my reasons that I ask to be set free.
Don't have to shout. I can plainly hear. I get your message. Loud and clear. You had enough of what we are. You don't know how we ever got this far. But I do.
I've got a sad sad story friend that I don't like to tell. I had a home and fam'ly when they locked me in this cell. I've been here eighteen years that's a long long time I know.
Give me some paper and a pen. And I will write you. The starry art of. Broken heart. Of golden dreams that fell apart. Behind the wall where sorrows fall.
Life begins at forty so the old say and go. But I started living heaven only knows. When they sent me an angel down from above. And I'm here to tell you life begins at love.
There was a time when we'd be the last to leave. Watching the sun come up as everyone failed to see. The music was always loud and I'd smoke and drink too much.
You've been gone. So many times. You wore my dreams away. For all the times you broke my heart. I never thought I'd say. . This time when you leave me.
Let's put our world back together. Let's try our love one more time. Let's put our world back together. Without you in my world the sun won't shine. .
Let me put it another way there's no use to talk around it. We'd better go our seperate ways the love that's died can't live again. . We denied it much too long now we tried to spare each other's heart.
I got up and made my mornin' cup of coffee. Fooled around the house an hour or more I guess. I did all this before I even had one thought of you. More and more I think about you less and less.
(Oh the last foxhole oh the last foxhole) oh Lord let it be the last foxhole. He lived by my side on an Island in the sea a place called Okeinawa and just like me.
Sometimes, Lord, it feels like,. The cards'll never fall my way.. And it seems like I spend a lot of time,. Just waitin' for my luck to change.. But I can see the end in the distance up ahead..
This conversation's going nowhere fast. Like a train on a dead end track. There's nowhere left to go. . Well, I don't really want to drag this out. If you're going to say it, say it now.
The sun is up, the time's at hand. There's a stir across the land. So begins another day. On life's highway. . On city streets, down country roads. Like a stream, the people flow.
Darlin' I'm cashing my chips at the bar. 'Cause I've got no money to my name. And you've gone and left me. With this ragged old car. And now I'm learning to forgive my heart.
Oh, the weather outside is frightful. But the fire is so delightful. And since we've no place to go. Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!. . It doesn't show signs of stopping.
I've got the lonesome homesick blues. I've got them bad babe, down in my shoes. I left someone there that I might lose. That's why I've got these old homesick blues.
It was sometime late September. The leaves were gold and green. My baby's eyes were the saddest sight I'd ever seen. Two summers back I loved him. Two years I cried and tried.
My answer machine is feelin' lonely and blue. 'Cause it ain't had a message in an hour or two. And my fax machine has tears in its eyes. 'Cause there ain't no words burnin' through its wires.