If the nightingales could sing like you. They'd sing much sweeter than they do. For you brought a new kind of love to me. . And if the sandman brought me dreams of you.
I've gotta be good or mama will scold me. Yes, yes, yes. I asked when this is what she told me. Yes, yes, yes. . Mother may I go out dancing. Yes my darling daughter.
You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch. You really are a heel,. You're as cuddly as a cactus, you're as charming as an eel, Mr. Grinch,. Hey,you're a bad banana with a greasy black peel!.
Anxious hope and thoughts of love. Will never let me down or let me go. Inside, my heart's a cage of ice. Where love and loss still toss the lonely dice.
You're All I've Got To Live For Trk 16 3:24. Robert Lee McCoy (aka Ramblin' Bob and Robert Nighthawk). (Robert Lee McCoy). Recorded: December 18, 1938 Aurora, Illinois.
To me; you're everything. To me; you're everything. . I was alone and thought that I was doing alright. Cause everyday was always the same. Just when I thought nothing was ever gonna change.
Take a straight and stronger course. To the corner of your life. Make the White Queen run so fast. She hasn't got time to make you wise. . 'Cause it's time, it's time in time.
You & me, gonna live so happily. You and I, family, two kids, maybe three. . I know there's going to be some stormy weather. We cross the bridge of life when we all stuck together.
When lonely feelings chill. The meadows of your mind. Just think if winter comes. Can spring be far behind?. . Beneath the deepest snows. The secret of a rose.
You said you'd get yourself a real good job. You said you had connections in a high place. Time has passed and I aint seen a dollar yet. I buy our food and pay our rent.
you are bigger than songs. you are greater than words. and if songs escape us now. you will still be God. so hear our souls crying to you. for you are good - faithful king.
You took me to the city baby. From a little country town. Got me way up here in the city baby. And now you want to put me down. Said come on boy let's leave here.
Nobody knows when it all began. This kind of trouble between a woman and man. You know the nature of love brings pain. And you tell that you never want to feel that way again.
P. Spector, B. Mann, C. Well. You never close your eyes anymore when I kiss your lips. And there's no tenderness like before in your finger tips. You're trying hard not to show it.
Nail a coffin, keep it shut.. Try and dig a deeper rut. planning on a pay cut.. Xmas time.. Looking for a big break.. Limbless get a fair shake.. Sleeping through the earthquake in your mind..
You can't go home again. You can't go home again. And where you played as children. The field has grown in. . And the hill overlooking. What used to be your home.
(Richard Sherman and Robert Sherman). . Ho!. . You come on like a dream, peaches and cream,. Lips like strawberry wine.. You're sixteen, you're beautiful and you're mine. (mine, all mine).
It's a little bit funny this feeling inside. I'm not one of those who can easily hide. I don't have much money but boy if I did. I'd buy a big house where we both could live.
This is no great illusion.. When I'm with you I'm looking for a ghost.. Or invisible reasons. to fall out of love and run screaming from our home.. Cause we live in a house of mirrors,.
(Ray Buzzeo). . Let's write a song about the love that grew and then just died. We'll tell about the times we laughed and the times we cried. And it will be the saddest song that's ever heard.