Someone knocked my door 'round about half past four this morning. Despite what I said, I was out of bed still yawning. Well that's it once again, someone knocking.
After you my dear,. in mutial use we're one, you see. You will know, how it feels to sing along,. with angelsongs, and ride the glory winds. . Rule the tide.
So you want to be a rock 'n roll star. Then listen now to what I say. Just get an electric guitar. And take some time and learn how to play. . And when your hair's combed right.
Take a good look around tell us a truth now what are they saying. they're out of all sight and sound while the hatred is growing. the guilty are praying.
Night after night. I try to make it all fit together. Night after night. I see you as someone I remember. . You took me by surprise. Opened up my eyes.
When I look at myself frustration I try to hide. when it cries cries out in vain then I can't resist or hide. . My state of mind state of mind. . Now the feelings from within tell the tale a life of sin.
Stepping out of the shadows. I'm blinded by the light. There'll be no more wasted days. No more sleepless nights. . Stepping out of your shadow. I finally see the light.
Paranoia slowly starts to take effect.. His huge fortune has created many enemies.. In haste he searches for solitude.. Secluded from the outside world, he lives in a fragile sense of security..
Two drifters on the morning sky. Two drifters sailing wide and high. When summer breezes blow across your mind. With you I will walk the line. . I want it so fine.
I often sit alone up in a tree. Waving to the ones that wave at me. I think well just how stupid can they be. Waving to a man up in a tree. . What they don't know is I am counting them.
The day the war was over, so the story goes. you could hear the churchbells ring hear the laughter. but with hope and glory, lingers memories. in the dark a girl would dance with her shadows.
Having taken a path of no return, he develops a personality of power,. and turns supreme manipulation into an art form.. On the surface he portrays a person being of caring and consideration,.
She cried to the southern wind. About a love that was sure to end. Every dream in her heart was gone. Headin' for a Showdown. . Bad dreamer, what's your name?.
Although the things you've done I wouldn't criticize. I guess you had your way. You see I gotta make you understand. I know it sounds a foolish thing to say.
I'm getting out, I'm getting out. . Sitting here, waiting for someone calling at my door. Too bad, I'm getting out of love. What's the use of changing things, wonder what tomorrow brings.
Oh it's a long long time from may to december. And the days grow short when you reach september. When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame. And you ain't got time for waiting game.
The sun still shines way up above. But it don't matter now because. The dream is gone, the dream is just a memory. (Oh yeah). If you see my dream, send it back home to me.
A moving stream of information. That is floating on the wind, the secrets never end. And now they call, they sing, they play. They dance for you from out of the blue, what can you do?.
I don't know, I don't know what's on your mind. I thought everything was fine, but it was my surprise. I don't know, I don't know what's going on. Something surely must be wrong, you're living secret lives.