If I had a dime for every question. I could buy myself a band to keep the answers in. When the house you rent was getting painted. I thought this out and wrote it down and mailed it.
Julie catch a rabbit by his hair. Come back step, like to walk on air. Get back home where you belong. And don't you run off no more. . Don't hang your head, let the two-time roll.
Out on the lonely hillside. In a cabin low and small. Lived the sweetest rose of color. My Rosa Lee Mcfall. . Her eyes were brightsome color. Her voice was sweet to me.
Boots were of leather. A breath of cologne. Her mirror was a window. She sat quite alone. . All around her. The garden grew. Scarlet and purple. And crimson and blue.
If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine. And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung. Would you hear my voice come through the music. Would you hold it near as it were your own?.
Just like jack the ripper, just like mojo hand,. Just like billy Sunday, in a shotgun ragtime band,. Just like new york city, just like Jericho,. Pace the halls and climb the walls and get out when they blow..
Prove to me you're just like them so I know I'm right again.. You've changed throughout the years, but yet I remained here.. It's such a shame to see you go it's for the best I know..
I was a girl of just a few words playing in the sun. Just a little kid chasing blue birds and singing just for fun. . But now I found my voice and now I made my choice.
Clear blue skies above. And all I feel is love. In this dream. Sand, water. The earth beneath my feet. I feel complete. . I wake in darkness. Remembering the fear.
You've counted every star. That you could imagine. Broken when everyone took you for a fool. It gave you a reason. To find something strong enough to feel.
If ever you've got rain in your heart. Someone has hurt you and torn you apart. Am I unwise to open up your eyes to love me?. . Let it be like they said it would be.
Head high, protest line. "Freedom" scribbled on your sign. Headline, New York Times. Standing on the edge of a revolution. . Hey, hey, just obey. Your secret's safe with the NSA.
I'm through with standin' in lines to clubs I'll never get in. It's like the bottom of the ninth and I'm never gonna win. This life hasn't turned out.
If you ever plan to motor west. Travel my way, the highway that's the best. Get your kicks on route 66. . It winds from Chicago to l.a.. More than 2,000 miles all the way.
(Wilko Johnson). . I saw you out the other night. I saw somebody hold you tight. Roxette, I wonder who it could be. It was so dark I couldn't see. But I know it wasn't me.