Wherever you wanna go that's fine. Dress up just like Audrey Hepburn and thread the needle with the divine. Or cut down parking meters. Sheets to the wind I'll oblige.
[Verse 1:]. At this moment, monks are in deep meditation somewhere. Unaware that cellular phone conversations are interrupting their prayer. NASA is beaming coordinates to satellites around Mars.
I am a blurred out background spot, on that photo on your wall. I'm of little significance, to anyone here at all,. I'm just a man with no roots, borrowed songs and busted boots,.
A piece of paper. So clean and white. I see the letters. I know what to write. . I pull my hair out. And I tape them on. I see the words now. I'd read aloud.
On cold days it is. Easy to behave and. Easy to believe in it. On cold days it is. Easy to see clear and. Easy to believe in it. . You say winter's killing you.
Willingly I'll be yours. Willingly I'll wait for you. All my love And all my life. I would give for you. Only you. Wish you were mine. Wish you belong to me.
You've got a big red tongue. 'Cause you've been talking too long. I wouldn't get it back if I lend you an ear. Syllables and sounds is all I hear. . So please read my hips.
Set out on a laugh less day. Like a troupe of clowns. Peekin' out of a show man's car. Through cabbage town. . You feel a cold wind blow. Through your open mind.
All three wishes used. And the world is not amused. The door to your heart's still shut. A truckfull of flowers ain't love. Sorry's not enough. . A brand new broken heart.
Your heart's been fired. Your blood is tired. Oh, your mind's a riot. And you need a bed... You're emptyminded. Yeah, you're way behind it. Yeah, you've been blinded.
Dance to the music. Dance to the music. Dance to the music. Dance to the music. . 'cause if you dance to the music. The night will last, the night will last.
When Debbie's back from Texas. This is the last place he'll be leaving. He'll cross the courtyard. Smilingly open the gate. . When Debbie's back from Texas.
Welcome to happiness. No smoking allowed. Here it's so easy to burn yourself. And equally hard to survive. Taste the sweat on your upper lip. Welcome to hunger and thirst.
Now our blood. Travels though the. Veins of our. Histroy. . It bursts forth them. Boiling black. Coulds from the wrists of kings. . The shadow. Lengthens as.
Those Eyes and /this) tower have seeped into our open Veins. . Uncoiled was it's strenght. And Our Souls en masse. Poured down in Sheels of Rain. And dissolved 'neath their Feet.
Some say the right words, some say it's absurd. To think that children can brutally die. I say it's easy, so very easy. And all we do is wonder why. .
Who was it that caught you falling. And put you back on your feet. Who was it that tripped you any way. (In order that the two of us would meet). It was me and I'll tell you why.
Oh everyone knows. You're all alone. So why pretend. And everyone knows. You're on your own. Why not let it end. Your baby's gone. And you're all alone.
I don't know why you came. But I'm glad all the same. After all you've been good to me. And if you want me to love you. . In a real good way. Who knows perhaps, maybe.