if you need a number, you can call on me. cause if you want some loving, you get it all for free. but if you think it's over and you've had enough. put your hands in my reach and I'll pick you up.
Angel, can you feel the sunshine on you today?. Do you feel this way?. Angel, do you feel the morning dawn down on you. Do you feel it too?. . Love is just a kiss away.
She was flagging down the waiter. She was feeling 'bout as faded as the flowers from that wallpaper. Nobody'd even asked for her ID when she walked in there.
You tell your friends to lie until the end. You can have them, you can have them. Tell me who's really right for you. What do you want me to do. Spell It out for you.
Now I lay me down to sleep. I wonder if you're thinking about me. Maybe if I could just have one last chance. Is one last chance just too much to ask?.
Walking down the hall, we walked right by. When I look back and so do you. I know I've seen your face before. I knew I've seen your face before. There's a feeling settled through.
Deep in the castle, back from the war. Back with milady and the fires burnt tall. Hurrah went the men down below. All outside was the rain and snow. Hear their shouts, hear their roars.
The armies came 800 years ago. Give or take a 100 years or so. They thought that they could take the crown. They thought that they could keep us down.
My Coffin is Built and I am ready to go. Take me on Parade down that long dirt road. Displayed for the crowds enjoyment. For I shall die, just as poor as I was born.
Speed bonnie boat. Like a bird on the wing. Onward the sailors cry. Carry the lad. That was born to be king. Over the sea to Skye. . Burned was our homes.
One Hound Starts Barking. Sets The Whole Pack Off. Never Try To Pinch Off. Anymore Than You Can Flush. Don't Sit And Sniver While Your Life. Is Going To The Dogs.
Well gather round people. and I'll tell ye a story,. a story so auld. frae a time long gone by.. It comes frae the highlands. where the wind blows the heather..
Scots what ha'e wi' Wallace bled (who have with). Scots wham Bruce has aften led (whom Bruce has often). Welcome tae yer gory bed. Or to victory. . Now's the day and now' the hour.
In the 18th century way up in the Highlands. The British lion roared at Scotland with a henious plan. The English pushed up from the South with murderous dragoons.
Go ye not by Gallowa. Come bide a while, my frein. I'll tell ye o the dangers there -. Beware o Sawney Bean.. . There's nae body kens that he bides there.
You were easy on my eyes. You were heavy on my heart. I never thought I'd live to see today. You're still in my mind. But not in my chest. I'm a little worn out since you fucking tore me down.
I'm the last face you wanted to see. I'm all you'll ever need. You're scared to admit to. All the feelings that you hold onto. We'll be right back where we started from.
Are you thinking what I'm thinking?. The air in our lungs will stop us from sinking. So gasp for air one last time. And hold your breath for the rest of the night.
Co-existing remedial rhymes with verbal signs. Disseminating inner visions to contrive. Broken pieces cobblestones, they pull me down. Redirection for protection confessing.
Just when I think I need someone,. They wrap their arms around my old bones. And I start breaking apart. I walk away from anyone that cares about me. But I swear my skin's not as rough as I make it out to be.