songs come on my radio. some are fast and some are slow. some about sunshine some about rain. but to this old heart they sound the same. even though love notes and words might change.
Could be everywhere you've been. Falling somewhere in between. The lines from place to place. . Could be everything you see. In this tragic comedy. Of smiles without a face.
I've been a wild rover for many's the year. And I spent all me money on whiskey and beer. but now I'm returning with gold in great store. and I promise to play the wild rover no more.
Uh, oh, we're in trouble, something's come along. And it's burst our bubble, yeah, yeah. Uh, oh, we're in trouble gotta get home quick. March on the double.
Uh, oh, we're in trouble, something's come along. And it's burst our bubble, yeah, yeah. Uh, oh, we're in trouble gotta get home quick. March on the double.
Hold Tight!. Now were on our own. To Night!. Now it's ready to roll. To Night!. I've been waiting for. Agrivating for years. It's Fun!. Oh we just can't wait.
You Tell Us The Weather. But We Ain't Going Out. We're Stuck On The Sofa. But We Don't Care About. How You Solve Our Problems. Or We Design Our House.
I love you, you hate me. Let's make it up over a cup of tea. Take your mind off your mortality. Win fifty pounds for a shopping spree. . Take a break.
CHORUS. Could this be the place where we belong?. . VERSE. Theres a place where we can grow and be what we want to be. Until you calm the storm the storm that lies between you and me.
Uuuh la, la, la, la, la... esa nena ya perdio my love... Uuuh la, la, la, la, la... ya no puede con mi corazon... Uuuh la, la, la, la, la... esa nena ya perdio my love...
Yes a man is born into trouble it comes like the day turns to night. the sun turns to ran and a man is born into trouble like a jew in germany like a slave in chains..
Wrap your arms around me sweet heart.. Carry me off with your love.. Lay me down in your palace of pleasure.. I'll gaze at your loveliness as you linger above..
You drive a fancy car. Dress up like a gigolo. You live life on the edge. Always in for more. Looking for fun. Out on the run. . TOO CLOSE TO THE LINE OF FIRE.
Too many words spoken too many words said.. I need to slash through that thicket in my head.. In this lifes theres sunshine mixed with rain.. On lifes road another hill then plain..
Pull ya self together man your heads in some other place. Grab it before it rolls away and touch base what do you want to do were do you want to be a ship needs a course before setting out to sea..
Was all by myself in never never land. Searching my soul in the desert sand. . Memories of the past. Trying to show me the way. But I was too blind to see.
I believe that fallen angels. Are calling me tonight. A lot of pictures, many stories. Battling deep inside. . I don't know what easy living means. And I don't know what is true.
I can't stand the way you always lead me on. I follow blindly right behind you and I still get lost. You never look and check to see. If maybe I'm ok.
It was like being a pavement stone, together with many others yet on my own.. For we all were in rows. Waiting, waiting, non communicating.. Like waiting in the summer for the snow. Like waiting in the desert for the river to flow..
Out there in the distance. I hear some children cry. I'm feeling free and easy. Like an eagle in the sky. . I really can't believe it. What's going on tonight.