I do it on a whim, its rhyme without reason whatever comes to mind I'll pull it from thin air.. I've learned to improvise to fill my time I don't want to.
Trying not to lose my head. But I have never been this scared before. Tell you what I'll do instead,. Lay my body down on the floor. To forget what I've done,.
We could slow down. Waste away in this town. Standing on the sidewalk. Watching this parade. Or we could get out. Pack our suitcase right now. Find ourselves a bus stop.
I don't know you but I know what you did to her. She told me and I happen to believe her too. . They will be three steps behind. You will not know what's got you.
On Monday I wished it was Tuesday night. So I could wish for the weekend to come. On Tuesday I wished that the night would pass. So I could call you on the phone.
There's a girl sleeping in my bed. And I'm singing unwritten songs in my head. She provided bittersweet company. I confided how much you mean to me. .
This government had an idea. And parliament made it law. It seems like it's illegal. To fight for the union any more. . Which side are you on, boys?. Which side are you on?.
I lived in a place called Okfuskee. And I had a little girl in a holler tree. I said, little girl, it's plain to see. Ain't nobody that can sing like me.
Last night or the night before that. I won't say which night. A seaman friend of mine. I'll not say which seaman. Walked up to a big old building. I won't say which building.
She said it was just a figment of speech. And I said, "You mean figure?". And she said, "No, figment". Because she could never imagine it happening. But it did..
She said it was just a figment of speech. And I said, "You mean figure?". And she said, "No, figment". Because she could never imagine it happening. But it did..
It may have been Camelot for Jack and Jacqueline. But on the Che Guevara highway filling up with gasoline. Fidel Castro's brother spies a rich lady who's crying.
It may have been Camelot for Jack and Jacqueline. But on the Che Guevara highway filling up with gasoline. Fidel Castro's brother spies a rich lady who's crying.
Hey what's you favorite thing in the whole world?. Fantastic! Now you tell me how much do you love me?. . Oh about this much, mmm, heavy. Who's your baby.
Winter winds they do blow cold,. The time of year, it is chosen.. Now the frost and fire,. And now the sea is frozen.. . He who sleeps he does not see.
The summer was the reason. Why it took so long to see. That even if I do possess. Some seeds of honesty,. There is no garden,. So how come I have no land?.
Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving. But how can they know it's time for them to go?. Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming. I have no thought of time.
Oh, the summer's in it's prime. And the leaves are sweetly blooming,. And the wild mountain thyme. All the mountains is perfuming. Will you go lassie go?.
I've been cheated,. Been mistreated. When will I be loved?. . I've been made blue,. I've been lied to. When will I be loved?. . When I meet a new boy.
Why do you whisper, green grass. Why tell the trees what ain't so. Whispering grass. The trees don't have to know. Why tell them all your secrets. Who kissed there long ago.