Well, it was one hot day in mid-July. I had a little fight with that gal of mine. She went to the store for some cigarettes. Well, it's been three days and she ain't back yet.
Cartridge siedges of racer teams. slide in tubes through icey streams,. slide in curve from 6 and 8. Thrills in centigrades. Suits as tight as second skin.
Push me through my mirror into lonely winternights. I seek the hiding of my life. out in the deepest woods, out on the coldest hills. in a daze. . Sorry, Mr. Pain. I go made without warning.
Sometimes. Mixed emotions they ramble on inside. For a false sense of reality. . So I try to escape. From this place that brings me down. 'Cause I feel there's nothing else.
Lost and alone on some forgotten highway. Traveled by many remembered by few. Lookin' for something that I can believe in. Lookin' for something that I'd like to do with my life.
Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy. Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry. Sunshine on the water looks so lovely. Sunshine almost always makes me high.
It's a long way from L.A. to Denver,. It's a long time to hang in the sky;. It's a long way home to Starwood in Aspen,. The sweet Rocky Mountain paradise,.
When you asked how I've been here without you. I'd like to say I've been fine and I do. But we both know the truth is hard to come by. And if I told the truth that's not quite true.
City sidewalk, busy sidewalks dressed in holiday style.. In the air there's a feeling of Christmas.. Children laughing, people passing,. Meeting smile after smile,.
Silent night, holy night. All is calm, all is bright. Round your Virgin mother and child. Holy infant so tender and mild. Sleep in heavenly peace sleep in heavenly peace.
Ship,ates and Cheyenne raindrops and cryin'. Haunt the dreams of an old, old man. Candles and churchbells laughter and farewells. Revolve in his thoughts like a wind.
It's funny how you sound as if you're right next door. when you're really half a world away. I just can't seem to find the words I'm looking for. to say the things that I want to say.
Of course, we have our diff'rences,. you shouldn't be surprised. It's as natural as changes in the seasons and the skies.. Sometimes we grow together, sometimes we drift apart;.
It may appear that the girl has gone. 'Cause I'm here all by myself. And my smile is a painted. It belongs to someone else. . She isn't planning to stay her way.
I'm burned by the sweetest fire, victim to my desire. And the hardest thing is you don't seem to notice. I love the games you play lie straight to my face.
I met a green leafy lady and she checks from my physic. I am turning to a doctor to make a quick analysis. We go passe, this diagnosis, my mother said, every week you rosis.
det finns en annan sida, det finns någonting jag aldrig ser. men jag vill inte veta vad, för därifrån syns längtan mer.. men om jag tar mig ifrån en sviken dröm och hit igen.
Jag vet att vi har setts på vad som liknade en fest. Och jag var bra på att måla dig så vacker som du var. Mina tankar beskriver dig så väl. Du är varmare än allt fast jag vet att du var hägringen i allt som var.
(By Sandy Denny. U.F.O. Music, Inc. (C) 1972). . My young man, oh he is so fine,. Sweet Rosemary did say.. She gathered flowers and she sang. All about her wedding day..