Let me tell you a story about where I come from. Hop in the car and take a ride through the countryside. Up on the hill lies your grand daddy, Grady. He made a living down in Monument Valley now.
Here I am in my four corner cage. I need the love that my momma gave. Back then at that tender age. When my daddy used to call me babe. . Didn't have to run for love.
Well I passed by this little place a time or two before. And I liked the words they had painted on the door. . Social, Social Aid and Pleasure club. .
She wants to know. Why did I have to go. We were such good friends. Then we watched the party end. . She needs to speak. Now is no tongue in cheek. So she can free her mind.
Fell all the way to the ground. Stayed there and crawled around. Boy I was there, I was down. I hollered, save me. . To wash it off would not work. From the inside out it would hurt.
I took you picture with my Zippo,I made you laugh so hard that you. worried me. You were someone that I could talk to /. we helped each other get through.
What people talk about relates to their confusion. Sing the words that try to express your deep emotions.. . Just take a moment to remember when you felt the rain.
I wish to understand your shadows on the wall.. Our talking sometimes sounds like an out of tune guitar. . Thats all I say to be aware of us.. And what you say is getting more absurd and destroys the light inside of.
No quisiera entrar y encontrar la discusin eterna.. La verdad, quisiera entablar la convivencia.. . Obviando los disgustos mas insulsos. Obrando con esmero y sobriedad.
No quites el resplandor de un nuevo da sin piedras por arrojar.. No quieras disfrutar del lado oscuro de la equivocacin para tenderle la trampa a la desolacin que impide a la esperanza resplandecer para curar las culpas y las llagas..
Tant mieux si t'attends,. C'est que je prépare bien mon coup,. Et si tu me vois trembler des genoux,. Laisse-moi parler jusqu'au bout. . Enlace-moi si tu peux, Ta bouche dans mes cheveux.
In this world so stabilized. We're living safe within. . Everything seems to be alright. In our regulated lives. What is hiding in the blinding haze. The entry into a knotted maze.
We face the fear but we can't hide from it. We taste the tears the wounded cry. We have to meet the end of dawning. And we must walk through deepest night.
All through the years We've been walking together. And all the good times we had. I thought they'll last forever. . Well I don't know. But I want to know.
EVERY NIGHT I TRY TO HIDE. I FEEL HIS BREATH IN MY NECK. HE'S SICKENED MY BRAIN. I'VE GONE INSANE. AND NOW HE'S COMING BACK FOR ME. A CHILL RUNS DOWN MY SPINE.
Wide awake I'm lying in the light. In this place the light shines so bright. How I long for night, how I wish for night. The light is burning, I can't close my eyes.
I see the shadows of a bodyline. You're standing in the middle of the game. You cannot beat the feeling of pure Rock'n'Roll. And you're waiting for the spotlight.
Night time. I'm touching you. This time. I'm there for you. . When I lay at your side. I'm trying to shelter you. I stand up for you. I will cover you.
Written by Del Shannon. . Here I am standing with these teardrops in my eyes. Hoping maybe someday you will change. I heard that same ole story too many times before.