This Face is all I have, worn and lived in. And lines below my eyes are like old friends. And this old hearts' been beaten up. And my ragged soul has had things rough.
Three days I dread to see arrive. Three days I hate to be alive. Three days filled with tears and sorrow. Yesterday today and tomorrow. . There are three days I know that I'll be blue.
The sun goes down it leaves me sad and blue. The iron curtain falls on this cold war with you. Through you won't speak and I won't speak that's true. Two stubborn people with a cold war to go through.
I might have been a helpless soul. With nothing much in store. I might have been without a goal. Just dreams and nothing more. I might have known my life alone.
I've cried so much lately that I've made out of list. Of things to remember things to forget. But my mind can't seperate all the joy from regret. I'll always remember the things to forget..
Where's my pal, where's my friend?. All good things must have an end. Sad things and nothing's on and on they go. I guess he went to Mexico. . They all went to Mexico.
There are many, many crazy things. That will keep me loving you,. And with your permission. May I list a few?. . The way you wear your hat.. The way you sip your tea..
Lonely nights I cannot sleep I just lie awake and weep. Wondering if I'll get a chance to make things right. Don't you heave a heart at all. Can't you see my teardrops fall.
They all laughed at Christopher Columbus. When he said the world was round. They all laughed when Edison recorded sound. They all laughed at Wilbur and his brother.
These are difficult times these are difficult times. Lord please give me a sign for these are difficult times. . Remember the good times they're smaller in number and easier to recall.
I'll pretend I'm free from sorrow. And I make believe that wrong is right. Your wedding day will be tomorrow. But there ain't gonna be no teardrops tonight.
Now that we're back together the battle is half won. We'll try to save a part of yesterday. I know it won't be easy but at least we have begun. There is no easy way but there is a way.
There stands the glass. That will ease all my pain. That will settle my brain. It's my first one today. There stands the glass. That will hide all my tears.
It might be in the middle of the afternoon. Maybe somewhere in the middle of the night. I might not be thinking anything at all. When a perfect stranger's face catches a certain light.
Put some money in the jukebox and let it play. For my heart is cold with its pain. Take the cork from the bottle of a warm red wine. And fill my glass up, again.
There goes a man. Who gave his heart to someone. And I feel sorry for him. For that someone. Just gave her heart to me. Now he's the loser. And it hurts so much to lose.
I took on more than I could handle. I bit off more than I could chew. I hit the wall. . I went off like a Roman candle. Burning everyone I knew. I hit the wall.
I could tell the moment that I saw Him. He was nothing but the troublemaking kind. His hair was much too long. Aand His motley group of friends. Had nothing but rebellion on their minds..
Write it down what you've found out songwriter. Don't let it all slip away. Speak your mind all the time songwriter. Someone is listening today. . So write on songwriter, write on songwriter.
Well it's 4 a.m., ain't no sleep to be found. Your face in my mind spinning around. And awake I will dream, in my dream you'll be there. And I can't get away from you anywhere.