There's nothing wrong with tradition. But tell me where it says. Not to follow our hearts. That's why so many of us are so confused. And will never live up to your rules.
So many times, I've been alone. I didn't know what to do. I don't know where I'd be if I didn't have,. I didn't have you yeah. You comfort me, make me believe, give me the strength I need.
Sometimes I think about the hearts. Of angels. Perfect love that reaches out to. Every stranger. With the truth on their side. Nothing to hide. They come and go with the tide.
(Clap your hands y'all, it's alright...). . If tomorrow is judgment day (Sing Mommy). And I'm standing on the front line. And the Lord asks me what I did with my life.
I'm going nuts here. Thinking how I could've been brave, not a quitter. Yes I could stop now, but I'm going to practice my aim in the mirror. Tonight, I'm holding out till the morning.
Spying on you undercover. Drinking coffee with your mother. Am I getting closer?. . Baby I feel like a sinner. Skipping dinner to get thinner. Where is my proposal?.
I cut your nails and comb your hair. I carry you down the stairs. I wanted to see right through from the other side. I wanted to walk a trail with no end in sight.
I cut your nails and comb your hair. I carry you down the stairs. I wanted to see right through from the other side. I wanted to walk a trail with no end in sight.
I cut your nails and comb your hair. I carry you down the stairs. I wanted to see right through from the other side. I wanted to walk a trail with no end in sight.
I cut your nails and comb your hair. I carry you down the stairs. I wanted to see right through from the other side. I wanted to walk a trail with no end in sight.
I's OK, It's OK,. I promise I'll stay.. Turn down the lights,. I'll sit with you,. we'll talk like we're friends.. Tell me where this troubled love began..
(kirsty maccoll/pete glenister). . All it took was the time it takes. To smoke a cigarette or jam on the brakes. I nearly had it in my hands and now it's gone.
(kirsty maccoll/mark e.nevin). . When I was just a child. My folks would drive me wild. They'd spy upon my every move. Until it drove me to despair. They told me what to wear.
It's no use knocking on my door. I won't be answering any more. So don't come round here like you did before. I'm moving out, no doubt about it. . Take the video.
'Mother's ruin', she said to herself. "I'm just screwing my own mental health". But Fridays and Saturdays. She walks down those alleyways. A latter day lady of the lamp.
Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today. Madam. Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today. She is sorry to be delayed. But last evening down on Lovers Lane she strayed.
If you go to Acapulco. When you take your holiday. Have some fun with your carraco. Down in Mexicana way. . For sixteen dollars a day. Sitting on a Mexicana sofa.
Maybe it's imaginary, I'd like to know. What's the world coming to and where will it go?. The hole in the sky where the sunshine gets in. It dries up the land as it mucks up your skin.
I know an island where the people are kind. And the rest of the world seems far away. Maybe it's only in the back of my mind. But I know when I go that's where I'll stay.
In this circus top where the world's a stage. I've come to do my spot when the Freakshow plays. I get electric shocks from rattling my cage. I don't know when to stop can't tear myself away.