I saw on the tv we're sellin' arms to the enemy. So he can blow us all down. When we charge with the cards in our hands. And men in power places are resigning.
Mother, mother, there's too many of you crying. Brother, brother, brother, there's far too many of you dying. You know we'ver got to find a way. To bring some lovin' here today, hey.
Mother, mother, there's too many of you crying. Brother, brother, brother, there's far too many of you dying. You know we'ver got to find a way. To bring some lovin' here today, hey.
Some people are made of plastic. You know some people are made of wood. Some people have hearts of stone. Some people are up to no good. . But baby, I'm for real.
When my would is turning. When it's turning upside down. When alli see is rain. When I think the night won't end. I just think of you. And I can see the sun again.
There comes a time when we need a certain call. When the world must come together as one. There are people dying, oh, and it's time to lend a hand to life.
I hear you call me, waterwheel. Spin round, round in a circle. Gracing my child dreams on fantasy hill. Spin round, round in a circle. Flash! Paddles sending a spray to the air.
Our love's grown older. Seems like its colder. Than the rock on which. I carved your name. . On down the road we walk. In separate shadows. Now there's nowhere else to go.
He's a war baby son of zorro. He's a war baby son of zorro. War baby. Been through momma, the bomb and 'nam. He's a war, he's a war. He's a war. He's a war baby.
Hey, hey. . Baby, youre only a sleeping beauty for a little while. Hoping no prince heats up your day. That you could be lonely all this time is unbelievable.
Midnight hour almost over. Time is running out for the magic pair. I know you gave the best that you have. But one more chance. Couldn't be all that hard to bear.
When the world takes a bite. Left totally in the blur of the last night. Then and now don't make much sense. Twisted souls are the only evidence. . I wonder why I do the things I do.
Well, I've been in some bars. Where they serve it in big silver goblets and pewter and brass. And I've been in some joints. Where they serve it in paper cups and maybe an old water glass.
WHAT A WAY TO GO (Burkey/ oReilly). Eight oclock with a silhouette cigarette. Catching up with the bottom of the bottle. Thinking back to the day we met, soaking wet.
It wasnt obvious at all. I couldnt see it cross the hall. I wouldnt like it if I did. Maybe I did notice it. . I thought you were the surer one. I never thought youd come undone.
(It's all they possess). Some people want to find a place among the rest. (It's all that's left). There's a face. In the windows of the world. There's a voices.
When troubles surround us, when evils come. . The body grows weak and the spirit grows numb. . When these things beset us, He won't forget us. . He sends down His love on the wings of a dove.
White swords of blinding razor light blast round the earth. Validating with immortal strength courage of the brave. From the aftermath of dust and flames resilience soars.
This is my winter song to you. The storm is coming soon, it rolls in from the sea. My voice, a beacon in the night. My words will be your light to carry you to me.