It was a spring day in Ohio. You were such a special child. Let's hold you out the window. Oh, just see the small crowd smile. . Let's take you home and make a fuss.
Written by wayne carson thompson. Main voice: peter. Produced by continental drifters. Released on 'continental drifters' (1995). . Mmmmmm.. . Honey, I don't know much.
Someday it'll all come back to me. I'm gonna look for it, look for it everyday. I'm gonna stare at the grass and watch it grow. Count every blade for a thousand miles.
Tell me. One more time the reason why you must leave. Tell me again why you think you don't need me. Tell me again but don't think you'll convince me.
I had joy and I was strong. And I was good at holding on. And I had heart and I had soul. And if I wanted to I could even make it snow. Anytime. . Did I look desperate to you.
-Chorus-. No where to turn, nowhere to hide. Hit and run, Blindside. Fight Hard, to let is subside. No innocence inside. The pain from the past, has never been kind.
She ran away from home at the sweet young age of sixteen years old. she thought that she could outrun life.. Her parents abused her for so long that she didn't really think that it was wrong.
Violence kills the kids off just like a plague.. The sights and sounded of it numbs my brain.. Now i can't bear to watch my heart stops as another body drops..
Shake, Sherry, shake. (Shake, Sherry, woo). Shake, Sherry, shake. . (Shake, Sherry, woo). Shake, Sherry, shake. (Shake, Sherry, shake). . Mercy, mercy, you don't even see.
I know. Yeah I know now.. I said I know. Yeah I know now.. You're like me and I like you,. let's see if you dig the same things that I do.. It's okay, you can stay, you can stick around, yeah that's what I say..
I don't think you really want it.. You say you need it just to get you through.. I think you need a little tonic with your drink.. Maybe that will stop you getting confused..
verse:. Why subject yourself to this?. There must be something better for you.. Use both hands, take all you can.. Jump in the deep end, after all it's something to do..
Do you know the way to see me through the day. It don't feel the same. Feelings put away to stay. . All I ever wanted was for you to know my name. All I ever needed was for you to feel the same as me.
Sweet little Jesus boy. They made you be born in a manger. Sweet little holy child. Didn't know who you was. Didn't know you'd come to save us Lord. To take our sins away.
Surely I'm still on your mind just a little bit. Surely there's a mem'ry that you can't forget. How can a love so strong suddenly just fade and die. There must be a reason why darling surely.
A million violins could never sound sweeter than your name. Hold me close and tell me baby tell me you're not a dream. A wind of love has picked me up and span me around in a whirl.
I wish that I could find the way to make my yesterdays. Pack up and find themselves another home. I don't like to live with everything that's gone. When my lovin' lost its flavor and you wanted sweeter wine.
[ Both ]. Sunday Sunday Sunday morning a new week starts and the old one ends. On Sunday Sunday Sunday morning. Start the day out right with your family and your friends.
Sometimes when I'm alone at night my heart and mind are tuned just right. From out of somewhere comes a light the sun shines down on me. Sometimes when walking no matter where I can feel his presence just in the air.
The street where the lonely walk is calling to me. The street where the glory is is pretty to see. But there on the other side where sorrow can hide. Jesus is calling me and there I'll abide.