They don't know what they like so much about it. They just go for any shiny old bauble. And nobody sparkles like you. . But I can't imagine it in better terms.
Emptiness has a face, take a look in my eyes. The windows to my soul are tinted. Traded substance for space so you can't see inside. My deepest thoughts are completely hidden.
I live knowing that we're slaves to be sold. And my paranoia is a joke, so I'm told. And where's the new Jesus? Well, he's off praising the Lord. The Yankee clinches the commie with his tight umbilical cord.
Celebrate, celebrate, emancipate. 'Cause now it's a new year. Watch the saints come, marching saints. Watch the saints go marching. Away from you, from you, from you.
Used to be you and me, we had some understanding. Easily, we could see each other's point of view. But lately, I find we've shifted in time. Nothin' to say, just want no reins on me.
NO MORE TEARS. WRITER BEEB BIRTLES. . Sleeping through the night and being happy in the day, I don't want - no more tears, thinking 'bough those sleepless nights and whether I was wrong or right, don't want - no more tears, feeling sentimental never got me nowhere, holding on to trouble left me pulling at thin air, listen to me woman when I tell you I don't want - no more tears. We could never work it out, it really broke my heart, I don't want - no more tears, every word was second-hand, delivered by the middle man, don't want his ideas, all my friends and neighbors wanted to get involved, throwing me suggestions, trying to get the problem solved, listen to me woman I tell you I don't want. Bad dreams, in the middle of the night, I can't sleep for fear of losing sight, in my heart I still feel pain, whoa, whoa, and my pride has taken second place, 'cause I've tried to see you face to face, I don't mind this waiting game, it's all the same, I think I'll be moving on with my life. I'm feeling so much different now, I've mellowed with the years, I don't want - no more tears, I only hope for you to find this happiness, this peace of mind, don't want - no more tears, every now and then you find a place on my prayers, I have no regrets for what we had and what we shared, listen to me woman, I tell you I don't want - no more tears, no more tears, no more tears, no more tears, no more tears..
Wait, my open eyes are sorry now. You and me are in this together. I cry, I cry 'cause you're not here at all. I cannot be the only one. . I am not last.
There she goes, walking out with someone in better clothes,. Must've got his hands on red rose. But all she sees is green.. Maybe he is picking up what I would've pick.
If you just want to be my friend. Why do you keep calling then?. It's better that I never see you. Will I ever see you again?. . Well it's alright, my heart isn't broken.
Well I'm dreaming 'bout a Cadillac. And a girl that I used to have. But I know that I could never go back. To the day we took a photograph. . That I'm holdin' in my hand.
Sometimes you wonder what's wrong with my mind. You try to find it, but there's nothing to find. Whoa, you'll never know, I keep on falling. But I don't hit the floor, you say there's something.
When I left and I said, "Goodbye". Did you know that I meant it, that time?. I guess that I didn't quite realize. What I was saying goodbye to, oh just yet.
I heard broken footsteps. Was that you limping. Well I wish that I could spent. Just a little bit more time with you, yeah. . Tears on my ceiling. Weren't you watching.
Julie had a bad day so she headed north on I-5. she just wanted to get the hell out of Los Angeles. thought maybe seattle but she ended up on Haight street,.
[Originally by The Blast Bandits]. walking down the halls to class. wondering why i'm always last. i better run and move it fast. the teacher's gonna kick my ass. i'm sitting here alone again. wondering where my time has been. they say i live my life a sin. well notify the next of kin. coming down... live it up. why do i... give a fuck? acting weird... strange enough. why do i... give a fuck? i'm looked upon as if i'm nothing new. i'm looked upon as if i'm just like you. they speak to me as if i'm standing there. they talk to me as if i give a care. i'm bored out of my fucking mind. i start to laugh and lag behind. i hurry up and waste no time. start behaving out of line. got my mind on something else. the schoolwork and the lunchtime bells. a million trillion songs to sell..
find yourself in brand new times. unfamiliar crooked lines. the rules have changed. nothings the same. the same things happen everytime and everyone says you'll do fine.
I never walked on water, never saw. A reason to be going out that far. I never found a star that made a wish. But now the sky is listening to my heart.
Jesus, I will follow. For each day is forgiving and never alone. As we walk through miles of disbelief. It will be his hand the guides you. Leading you home.
the trees are all like scarecrows the leaves are on the ground children =. in their own world are the only sound the thought of any problem the =. bully on grand ave. the pocket knife in his hand demeanor was the same =.