Life goes on from the dusk to the dawn. From old song to new song. And you find yourself on the path. You don't want to be on. . I sing songs I don't like.
We sing the same song you and I. With lead feet in deep water we cry out to live or die. Instead we tread in waves to stay alive. Our heads above the grave but.
She's got a solar powered life. She dies without direct sunlight. But every morning in the spring. She wakes up early. And this is what she sings. . My oh my what a beautiful day outside.
My [Incomprehensible], my life is dull. And dried up like the sound of voice makes. When the heart grows cold and it?s going that way. . I think I?ll move out of state somewhere far from.
Give me wings, give me peace. These are the things that I need. I'm tormented, broken and chained. Are You listening? Are You listening?. . And give me shelter from the storm.
I had months to write a song. That captured who you are. But I fear I have done you wrong. Because I've failed you so far. . The chord that struck, an angel fell.
Trouble sleeping. Trouble. Dreaming of you. Trouble speaking. Trouble. Thinking of you. . Something strange has happened,. I just can't get myself. Together.
You know this,have faith in spring. And in above and everything. Keep the curtains open. Push the window wide. Let the early morning tumble inside. . This is really happening.
I know your kind, I know your score. One foot in sea and one on shore. I see you now, I feel you now. And I just want you more and more. Must be love.
( Lyrics from a Native American poem from Tewa ). . O our Mother the Earth, o our Father the Sky,. Your children are we, and with tired backs. We bring you the gifts you love..
Still waters run deep now. I've been watching you so long. I know that something's twisted. I know that something's wrong. How long ago. Did you consult your heart.
It's the same old song. You've gotta be somewhere at sometime. They never let you fly. . It's like broken glass. You get cut before you see it. So open up your eyes.
hey hey It's saturday night at saddle's saloon. hey hey hey. . Just pouring the. and open the screen door to faces you know. where the first beer is poured in the late afternoon.
I don't know where to begin. I don't know where to call home. Seems I've been traveling with eyes wide shut, curtains closed. I suppose I'll just follow my nose.
Somewhere between here and there. I found you. I found you. Somewhere between here and there. I can say my love is true. My heart belongs to you. . Say you say right.
The nights are longer now. And the days are slowing down. Looking up at stained glass sky. And the only color is white. . The laughing brook that ran right through this town.
screaming in the shadow. of this dark and awful night. waiting in this dark dress. behind the shiny yellow light. . you are playing softly. you are playing without rules.
Stay where you are. don't come to close. and don't go too far,. I'll make you come to one hundred. so I have a good chance to hind. don't expect me to play fair.
Young lonesome soldier. Sleeping in the rain. Far from home. Half a child. Half a hero. Tossed by the times. Caught in the winds. Dream, lonesome soldier.
It isn't any trouble just to S-M-I-L-E. It isn't any trouble just to S-M-I-L-E. So smile when you're in trouble. It will vanish like a bubble. If you'll take the trouble just to S-M-I-L-E.