A wish so sinful. A sin so tasteful. A taste so painfull. A pain so wishfull. A mind confused. A cry in the dark. A soul seeking shelter. In another torn heart.
Back in black. But no heads are turning. Back in black. No one came to see. Back in black. Are they still yearning. Back in black. For eternity. Can't escape it.
When you're alone at night. Does it feel all right. And does your heart feel content. Lord knows I hope it might. . Chorus:. On every corner you turn.
Written by christine mcvie.. . It took a lifetime to find you. And now I want you to stay. Oh, I don't mind you can do anything. You can love me night and day.
She runs in circles, Talks in tongues. Said burn your Docs. Throw out your Cosmo, Your Details, Your Vogue. She hate fashion hypocrites. And the puppets that spew forth.
I tried hard to make you like me. But we're not supposed to be. And the truth will always haunt me. Even though it set me free. And my tears flow like the ocean.
Feel like I lost myself today. The thought of rejection burns away. It's been two weeks since she called. I'm going out of my tiny mind everyday. . You will never know.
Gee, but it's hard when one lowers one's guard to the vultures. Me, I regard it a tortuous hardship that smoulders. Like a peppermint eaten away. (will fight, will I swagger or sway? ).
No more selvedge, there's no more still left. No more champagne please and no more delights. No more attacks 'till we've buried the dead. No more magnificent testimonies, paper phonies.
I know what I mean 'til you ask me. I know what I want to do with you. I know what I mean 'til you ask me. Coming off when you know what I want to do.
It was just like a dream, yeah, a surreal scene, like a blue orange. I thought my senses had gone, like I was writing a song about a foot-long. Syringe.
In sleep he sang to me. In dreams he came. That voice which calls to me. And speaks my name. And do I dream again?. For now I find. The phantom of the opera is there.
Darkness is a message on the sea. Light is like a life to the men below. And when your beam is shone on me. I get a magic glow. Could it be the light that's in you?.
European Maids, hard to ignore. You, me and the boys, barred from the shore. Fresh-faced imbeciles, laughing at me. I've been laughing myself, is that so hard to see?.
Flicking through her horoscope. She's entranced by the message. Moved like an innocent child. She's not content to sell her dream. In a picture-frame of despair.
With the sky caving in and the world falling out. Hope seems a stranger, shackled in doubt. I feel I'm entitled - in no way obliged-. To save you from drowning.
In a dream a long time ago. We fell in love, but what did we know. Years seemed to pass as time took its toll. You're here at last, so why must you go.
My eyes were burnin'. Lookin' back on all of my memories. And my mind was dreamin like it does. She wore white and in the night we made love. Together, I remember, together as one.
There's a road train going nowhere. Roads are cut, lines are down. We'll be staying at the Roma Bar. Till that monsoon passes on. . The backbone of this country's broken.
Like a heat wave breaking as you smell warm rain. We can fade away or start over again. In a high five season in a cut-price land. The southern cross don't shine on that invisible hand.