Never before would he even thought it. Take her life away. Nothing can give her peace but leaving. Careful, what you say. . He sees the pain. That no one else is seeing.
a part of you, a part of me. one gets it wrong. the other bleeds from lack of affection. now i don't see the attraction. will you wait?, will you stay?.
this has no meaning, it's a song. this isn't the first of many but it's plenty. i can't compete, i can't complete. i can't do what i am told, it's gets old.
i feel so stupid after all. its all so strange what could be wrong?. you're gone but still you're on my sonar. there has to be some huge mistake. what girl in her right mind would take.
I drew a peace sign on my baseball boots. July 1975. I was listening to the Basement Tapes. Happy to be alive. . Drugs are for the rich and strong. And theyll leave them weak and poor.
Keep your distance, stay away. You left me alone for a while. So its with today. You invade my space, showing up unannounced. I dont wanna see your face so.
Silence shattered like it's glass. My world was captured like a photograph. When I saw you. Eyes of oceans pulled me in. . The riptide was strong. And though I fought it for a second or two.
I'm drowning in metaphors, angry 'cause you didn't show, you're late again yeah. And the tears streaming down my face, I'm displaced like I feel I'm soaking wet.
I see you stranger standing there. Far across the room. Do you remember when Forth Worth. was in bloom. . You know it wasn't all that long ago. That we were in the dark.
I watched you growing up. Living out the dream I had in mind. Until I messed it up. Making you believe in what was mine. . I know I pushed too hard. To make you more than who you really are.
Well broken child,. Don't be afraid.. So many years,. Your future hasn't been made.. Someday you will understand,. I wish I could hold your hand.... .
You know, you know it's true. Everything I told you. So stop your crying. now. . Get up, get up come on. We don't have all night long. Perfect I will.
There were tears in the eyes of Jesus there were nails in the palms of his hands. There were thorns in his brow and only God could know how. Much pain he could withstand.
We sat up talking right on through the night. And the day had just begun. Then you said let's take a walk outside. And watch the rising of the sun. . And over my head there was.
When it's over. God knows as well as we did. When we pack up. Stack up what's her's and what's his. . When we make up. The stories to cover up the shame.
It looked so good from the outside, I couldn't wait to join the crowd. It all looked different on the inside. It must have been my imagination. I felt so sure that was where I wanted to be.
Well, you might be a pauper or you might be a prince. You might have great wisdom or only common sense. You might be rich and famous or a complete unknown.
(Oh, baby mine). I get so lonely. When I dream about you. (Dream). . (Cant). Can't do without you. (Thats why). That's why I dream about you. . If I could only put my.
I? m the official historian on Shirley Jean Berrell. I? ve know her since God only knows and I won? t tell. I caught her the first time she stumbled and fell.
Langeweile besuft sich meilenweit. ich zhl die Ringe an meiner Hand. dort drauen alles dreht sich. still um nichts herum und ich male. Deine Schatten an jede Wand.