Sometimes I think I pass you walkin' on the street and I believe it. Sometimes I think I see you lookin' back at me and now I see it. Everythin' you feel sayin' what is real.
Verse 1:. when you're trying to find the right words. and you're looking for a little time. you don't know which is the right way. but you've been going for a little while.
Marie. was soll ich tun ohne Marie. . mein Leben ist leer ohne Marie. . wenn sie nicht da wär. dann weiß ich. . ich müßte sie finden. oh. . Marie. ich brauche ihr Lachen.
Ive been reading up on magazines. Lately, Ive been trying not to lie. Now I know the difference. Between life and a movie screen. But that should come as no surprise.
Cannonball fire gonna burn burn burn -. Burn the cities and melt all the roads.. Videogames became the people who played them. And they all fell into orderly rows.
Folds and folds of hurling whirling words come spilling out yer hole. Dont intellectualize yer eloquent vomit when you rise. Now peter had paul don't have it I have it have it said i.
Sadness cost you bottles o beer. Shiney things don't get it. She waits and waits full of boring tears. Waiting for the money. And she waits a long time.
I've been waitin' on a cold front to trample this sun. I've been callin' my mama on the telephone. I've been cookin' lots of chicken on the kitchen stove.
Oh maria hands it out. She comes from guatamala. She helps me get around. She helps when I'm in trouble. When the ice cream hit the ground. The federales they were a'coming.
It's yer. Sweet interjection. Kind of affection. Boring contraption. Gooey confection. Circumlocution. Rasputin tootin. Dismal depression. Rich little impression.
Well it's the end of the dream. That started on green metal. She whispered and the wind shook. The magnolia seeded limp in winter. Well she twisted round the cage.
Dreamt of a doorway. That opened to everything. And I'm reaching towards it. Drifting backwards. . Drawing the curtains. Windows inside my head. Maybe I'm only making mirrors.
She could dance and she could sing. She left Texas with her dreams. She swore that she could make it on her own. . She was young and she was fine. She had looks and she had time.
Gotta make your mind up. Every single day. (I) hate to see you lonely. Losin' me this way. Lookin' for the man. Who stole my love from me. Gotta know the reason.
I've got a song that it is my mind. My little love who is never unkind. "I'm a poet and I'm better off dead". These are the words she said. . Down by the breadline, pickin' up dough.
I saw two dreamers dreamin'. They almost caused a spark. I saw two lovers in paradise right back at the start. I saw two minds in the world set free. But it almost broke my heart.
Everybody's movin', movin' across the town,. The skyline grows and the cut of the clothes,. Is enough to turn you around.. Oh, oh the future is just an hour away,.
All is well, I've made my peace where highways never end. Yesterday's a memory, today is just a friend. For the mountains and Maryann are calling me again.
She is my flower. And she blooms for the one who loves her best. The miners stop to watch as she walks. They know her love is not for sale. She will never fail me 'cause I know.