Vs 1. I know what youre thinking. Ive been down that way. Nothing to hold onto. today. Your best foot is put forward. your look with open eyes. the best you are expected.
Summer journeys to Niagra and to other places. Aggravate all our cares, we'll save our fares. I've a cozy little flat in what is known as Old Manhattan.
You've got to stop blaming. The people who love you. And take us for who we are. Cos nobody's perfect. We all make mistakes. And no-one can change the past.
You should be fast asleep - by now,. Another day is over, you're all tired out,. Close your eyes, I kiss you good night,. And tip-toe away as I turn out the light..
The dreams I have are unrepeatable. And you always play a starring role. I'm just glad to have the time with you. It's the only place where we can go.
My little sister sings herself to sleep. She doesn't know we're listening. To her lullaby so innocent and sweet. . I've rocked her cradle 'til her tears were dry.
It was summer, I did love you true. Feelin' like a fool, fall passed by. I thought you'd fade away. But you left me with the pain. . Winter calls for falling snow.
Nose down, what you gonna do when. Parties fade and your make-up starts to smear. Only scene is a grand entrance. Silver screen is another brand new year.
It's nine-eighteen, yeah, it's coffee colored evening. The headlights spin shadows on the ceiling. I'm left here with the Gideon Bible. Long strands of her hair trickle down the bed.
Stretch your line and cover up to sit at home. With every passing mile, melodies become. More than a song in my head. . I paint a picture of the story of my life told.
I miss you more than you even know, more than you probably care. More than I ever show to you, my dear at least in words alone. And how does it make you feel to hear me say that I miss you?.
My mind was so far away,. and I could never say. what I wanted to say to you.. I was living in a lie,. I wasn't living my own life.. The words I spoke, untrue..
Talking in her sleep again. Reciting lines start to end. She's not crazy, knock on wood. Just a little misunderstood. . Takes a walk at 4 A.M.. Wakes the neighborhood again.
Northern wind. Chimney smoke. Love and pain. Joy and hope. . These are the days of Christmas. . Colored lights and mistle toe. Cinnamon and Nat King Cole.
I'd rather have nothing pale, white and sweet. Modest but something crawled up asleep. And ever so slightly down town, give us a call. Right down truth or nothing at all.
Have I felt this way before?. All my life was misery galore. I got used to living on my own. Got my feelings safely tucked away at home. . Now my feet have finally touched the ground.
Romantic embrace a kiss on the face.. He loves her like lions love lamb.. He's got an agenda so he'll befriend her.. But friendship he can't understand..
Watching the sun coming up Mount Washington. Forever testing your intention. Watching the sun going down over Mount Zion. And what you sing you never can say.
Magpie, magpie, I stand here watching the world go by. I wonder do you ever question why?. Im still here wondering what you knowing. Ive seen more everyday than I could dream.
And now, is it too late to say. How you made my life so different in your quiet way. I can see the joy in simple things. A sunlit sky and all the songs we used to sing.