I wake up in the morning. and no one's there. feels kind of empty. but I don't care. I walk around. wonder what's wrong. been through this many times.
We all wanted, more and more from you.. We just thought of ourselves, it was hard not to do.. Greatness comes along, we just can't let it pass.. Eyes on the future but our hearts in the past..
I'm walkin' down the road. walkin' down the road. I'm walkin' down the road. . I'm walkin' down the road. walkin' down the road. I'm walkin' down the road.
I've tried so hard. To make you understand. That this is not a lie. Believe in me. And if you take my hand. And look me in the eye. . What other reason can I give to you.
Sleigh bells ring, are you listenin'?. In the lane, snow is glistenin'. It's a beautiful sight, we're happy tonight. Walkin' in a winter wonderland. .
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know. Where the treetops glisten and the children listen. To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
I don't recall the icebox ever humming quite so loud. That clock upon the wall, sounding like a crowd. My that dog is restless. He don't ever settle down.
I was stone cold convinced. You were holding me down. I could chase my wildest dreams. With you not around. But I was crazy to think. That I could hold my own.
I knew I'd found my life's callin'. When you spoke my name. From that moment on, the reason I was born. Became so very plain. Now my heart and soul's, one and only goal.
I've worked out on the road, hammered nails all in a row. I've worked on cars, and I've sold things too. All I need is this pickup truck, a little bit of love and a whole lot of luck.
Going round in circles when gone too far to start again.. Knock it down then pick it up, say you will but never stop.. Put your fortune on the wheel, just another shady deal..
When you lose someone so young. How do you start again?. You can't run and hide from the world outside. And you lock yourself in, wonder where to begin.
How we all laughed at the old photographs in the magazine. Forty years old but the stories they told of a dream. No-one can frown at the face of the clown.
I hope someone's watching, watching over me. I hope someone's watching, watching over me. . All I see is my reflection. I'm running like a stranger in the dark.
When our love was new. Through spring's first morning sun. We'd run, only beginning. . I never gave a thought. That sun and seasons change. It's strange, so soon it's the ending.
Wild mountain thyme : to the mcpeake family of belfast. . Oh the summer time is coming. And the trees are sweetly bloomin'. And the wild mountain thyme.
I wandered today to the hills, Maggie. To watch the scene below. The creek and the creaking old mill, Maggie. Where we used to long, long ago. . The green growth is gone from the hills, Maggie.
We have been gay going our way. Life has been beautiful, we have been young. After you've gone, life will go on. Like an old song that we've sung. . When I grow too old to dream.
What child is this, who laid to rest. On mary's lap is sleeping?. Whom angels greet with anthems sweet,. While shepherds watch are keeping?. This, this is christ the king,.
I got half a smile and zero shame. I got a reflection with a different name. I got a brand new blues that I can't explain. Who did you think I was?. .