(We are the same). . This is my reason for leaving. This is my heart and it's bleeding. Well, there's nowhere else to run. There's nowhere else to hide.
Garden of the Gods. 2000 Catsongs Productions. . Can you see into my cat's eyes. Well I'll tell you the most vicious lies. And I'll take your breath away.
When the men fall to the ground. Their rebel parts begin to pound. The brothers of the ancient clan. Servants of the sacred land. At dusk they will raise their swords.
Riding through places where eagles fly. Through the valleys seeking for our destiny. The path of glory lies across the northern sky. Into the kingdom of the evil majesty.
To the sound of shotgun fire. he rides into the horizon and disappears. like a ghost in the night. like a shadow without a place to find some peace. .
Sleigh bells ring, are you listenin'?. In the lane snow is glistenin'. A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight. Walking in a winter wonderland. . Gone away is the blue bird.
I will twine and will mingle my raven black hair. With the roses so red and the lilies so fair. And the myrtle so bright with an emerald hue. The pale emanita and hyssop so blue.
As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountains. I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'. I first produced my pistol and then I drew my rapier.
The snowflakes fall as winter comes and time just seems to fly. Is it the loneliness in me that makes me want to cry?. My heart is sad, like a mourning dove that's lost its mate in flight.
To Canaan's land, I'm on my way. where the soul of man never dies. and my darkest nights will turn to day. where the soul of man never dies. . And dear friend there will be no sad farewell's.
When my mornin' comes around, no one else will be there. so I won't have to worry about what I'm supposed to say. and I alone will know that I climbed that great big mountain.
Look at you, look at me. My heart breaks, as I read our sad story. . Never thought that I'd be. Here with you wishing I was free. I never dreamed today would come.
In a lonely room, waiting for the night to fall. I hear your voice in every whippoorwill that calls. and it takes me back to a better place and a sweeter time.
The wheels of love turn around and around. Keep on rolling till you've found. the perfect partner, somebody just right. to have and hold every day and every night.
If anyone could find the joy. That true love brings a girl and boy. We could, we could you and I. . If anyone could ever say. Their true love was here to stay.
I am a poor wayfarin' stranger. Travelling through this world of woe. And there's no sickness, toil or danger. in that bright land to which I go. . I'm going there to see my father.
Living in the wasteland of the free.... . We got preachers dealing in politics and diamond mines. and their speech is growing increasingly unkind. They say they are Christ's disciples.
I'm walkin' home tonight. The streets are glowing 'neath the pale moonlight. I look around, there's not a soul in sight. and I'm walkin' home. Once again I hear my mother's voice.