No way, say. I'll fit in, because I live here now. It's alright. On this street no one looks at the sky. Summer treats? No, thank you. Inside, I looked at you.
The door slammed loud and rose up a cloud of dust on us. Footsteps follow, down through the hollow sound, torn up.. . And you will go to Mykonos. With a vision of a gentle coast.
Meadowlark, fly away down. I hold a cornucopia and a golden crown. For you to wear upon your fleeced down. . My meadowlark sing to me. . Hummingbird, just let me die.
So now I am older than my mother and father. When they had their daughter. Now what does that say about me. . Oh how could I dream of such a selfless and true love.
May the road to rise to meet you and the wind be at your back. And that's what dear old Dad would say. Remember, you're a man when you finally have your moment.
Styles and opinions change faster than the world. For plastic punks seeking teenage pleasure. You don't know what it is to earn your pay. What do you know about the scene today.
You've gotta pick yourself up by the bootstraps. No one's gonna help you out when you fall. You've gotta find a way out of your problems. When you're broke and you're backed up against the wall.
Well we started shooting hoops,. Now we're sipping Black and Tans. From the park to the pub. Was the course we ran.. The times have changed, but friends remain.
You've been to the doctor, you've been to the medicine man. No one could tell you the condition you have. You went to the preacher to drive the demons out of your head.
you've been to the doctor, you've been to the medicine man. no one could tell you the condition you have. you went to the preacher to drive the demons out of your head.
Moonlight becomes you, it goes with your hair. You certainly know the right thing to wear. Moonlight becomes you, I'm thrilled at the sight. And we could get so romantic tonight.
golden summer days how they seem to fly. yet somehow leave a trace of a sad goodbye. as sweet as sorrow salty as a tear. we'll greet tomorrow and we'll face our fears.
There are miracles. Before our very eyes. In reality's disguise. Our shadow below us. And the stars up above. It's a miracle, my love. Miracle, my love.
Well, I can't talk now. I'm in the middle of love. And I can't stop now. I'm in the middle of a love. . I'm in the middle of something so real. It's taking all my time.
As the fields go hurrying by. In a blaze of earth and sky. My thoughts go racing too. To find their way back home. To you. . How do I make myself clear?.
Michael and his dad. Sitting at a table in the corner. Reading the want ads. Sprawled across the table in the corner. . And there is no time to play. All the signs seem to say.
Many times I've looked out on the rain. At the headlights down on me. And wondered then if you were lonely too. And thought how many times. I've looked up at the moon.
Maybe this Christmas will mean something more. Maybe this year. Love will appear. Deeper than ever before. And maybe forgiveness will ask us to call. Someone we've loved.
spoken: "Alright you guys better move up,. 'cause it's a fuckin' rock show. Come on.". . It's no suprise to me I am my own worst enemy. 'Cause every now and then I kick the living shit out of me.
You know you want it. but you've got no self-control. You keep it running. Like a junkyard stereo. A can of oil, And shes ready to go. Yeah, you want it all.