Figure since I'm so far gone, oceans away. I can lay my saber down today. I miss the words, I love the words you did not say. I miss the kiss you never, never gave away.
This street is named for flowers. It's barren, hot and gray. And shadows wheel on iron heels. And move along their way. The light that soothes me evening.
You don't need my Christmas cards. You already have my heart. This has been a holiday romance. Right from the very start. . For we know how to spend the time.
One by one the teardrops fall as I write to you. One by one my words come falling on the page. One by one my dreams are fading in the twilight. One by one my schemes are failing fast away.
The policemen broke my door down. Dragged me from my bed. I asked them what was happening. They just ignored the words I said. . They waved their guns in my face.
Come sit beside me. And tell me you are mine. Tell me you love me. I want to hear it all the time. . Oh say it, Over and over, over and over. Over and Over, and over again.
Calling all olive branches and laid-off doves. There is work to do before we say good-bye.. But who can see them turning to the face of love?. Though I hear them pleading with me, "Don't let us die,".
There you may stand in your splendour and jewels. Swaying me in both directions.. One is the right one, the other for fools,. How do I make my selection?.
Empty glasses on the table. Rows of bottles without labels. No-one drinks with friends no more. Look to yourself and that's for sure. . Pull up all the roots I'm growing.
``oh hark! the dogs are barking, I can no longer stay. The men have all gone mustering, I heard the publican say. And I must be off in the morning, love, before the sun does shine.
Sitar singing on the operation, people say they can't walk out. I remember you walking in, that's why you got this door lookin' lock stock. In the olden days my time seems to be running away,.
Maybe nobody told you about this life. Maybe nobody answered your questions why. Simple revelations they come in time. Those liars told us things would all be fine.
what makes you think that it'll all work out in the end.. afraid to feel bad. better off to try and pretend. I'm. immortal, immune to all that is wrong. just keep on wishing..
There must be something you can recommend.. I've lost my faith in man again. So sick of trying to pretend.. Same pain over and over again. How much longer do you think we'll stand..
Well, I got one. One woman too many. Well, I got one. One more than I can use. Yes, I got one. One woman too many. And they're both here telling me. That I got to choose.
The thrill here is quicker than you'd think. The way some jet-lagged bar kept pouring the wine. From over their heads then sit back down again. Four times is once too much for luck.
Oh from the first that the line got drawn. It was poison in the land it was on. One red thread through the middle of a song. My only one, my only one.
It's all making me ready. It's all doing what you gotta do. I know "A". I see my life come shine. . Golden sunrise. Tragic day dream. I am so afraid-.
Susan spent the weekend at her. stately home. Crying at the lions on the garden. wall. And then she'd sigh-sneak away. Look at her style-free the day.