You belong to my heart. Now and forever. Though our love had it's start. Not long ago. . Well we were gathering stars. And a million guitars. Played our love song.
Hey, you smoke too much of what it was. To be in a pocket all padded up. The time you loved and long from now. Oh, how a year can turn around. Oh, how a year can turn around.
It's the spring of your time. And the time has come. The open road receives you. Won't you roll to a stop. Won't you gaze at the drop. And the awful miles before you?.
I will stay if you let me stay. And I'll go if you let go. But I won't go far away. Because you're my only home. . And I will hide what you want hidden.
So I've taken a contract out on you. I have hired a hitman to do what they do. He will do his best, to do his worst. After he's messed up your girlfriend first.
Maybe tomorrow I'll see love in your eyes and mine will dry. Maybe tomorrow we can learn how to fly on these nasty little wings. (C): And I wanna take you out but you always refuse.
You think I'll run, not walk to you. Why would I want to talk to you?. I want you crawling back to me. Down on your knees, yeah. Like an appendectomy.
Are you out of love with me?. Are you longing to be free?. Do I drive you up a tree?. Yeah! Oh, yeah!. Do I drive you up the wall?. Do you dread every phone call?.
Brian Wilson 1960 and vine. Summer kisses in a Pendleton shirt. Songs and gentle words. Granted wishes. . When I look in your eyes I go soft inside. And the sound of your voice sends shivers up my spine.
Fatalistic pacifist. Have left me off the guest list. And the show is on. I guess its time to leave the scene. Apparently they just can't see. . A spiraling situation.
I thought I knew you. But I was in for a suprise. I let my love flow. From my heart into your eyes. And then I found out. That there was nothing I could know.
Feeling alone but we are here. Paying the toll for our little world. Days like these seem to take some time. When they're over, you will find. . Wait for you, see you through.
I've got my cat in the yard. And I've got my car in the street. And I've got my nose to the stone. What I don't have is you. 'Cause I didn't know. . I got my way.
You should be glad. You should be happy to be alive. You should be glad. You should be happy. My blood runs through your veins. . Another stormy night up in Memphis.
Got you in the headlights. Of a stolen car. Sold my soul. Your TV your VCR. . Deserve me, you deserve me. Deserve me, you deserve me. . I'm your father's pimp.
You take part in creating this system. That we all must suffer in. We can't stop going round and round. We got to fix this rat race. This is the system you helped to create.
You got the needle on red. On my bullshit detector. See through your lies. Through your disguise. . See through your lies. Through your disguise. See through your lies.
The youth of today is a man tomorrow. Theyll still follow.. In beginning of this aloud,. Might gather all the stuff in.. . Crumbled in fears and run like in years.
All the time she's looking fine. Admiration ain't no crime. Jah created her great use. blessed with life yout' juice. . Ponce de Leon never found the fountain of youth.