SMITH ST. . Woohoo hey hey. Just a child being a child. She didnt do what you had told her too. Little big-eyed girl in a long world. Maybe she embarrassed you.
Its not as though i have a pillow for my head. i'm not missing any thing yet. things that you treasure are worthless to me. i don't know i don't know how you do it to yourself.
Walking down the Main Street of the town where I was born. Looking at these things i've seen so many times before. Take a deep breath, smile, kick a stone along the ground.
Sink or swim. Sink or swim. What's it going to be. When you dive on in. . Dive on in. Dive on in. What's it going to be. When you dive on in. . Everybody knows.
You broke down my door and let yourself in. Helped yourself to my soul and skin. You ate all you needed and then had the nerve. To thank me for dinner and help yourself tp dessert.
I've decided no one's knowing. Anything about where I'm going. I can't even talk to my friends anymore. Not blaming anyone for the mess I've gotten in.
Shiny apple rotten on the inside. Skin is smooth but you soul is soft. Oh you look so appetising but. Taste the truth it'll make you spit. And how long have I known you now.
People who think they can. People who think they can. I want to be just like those who think they can. I want to be. Not so far away. From where I planned to be by now.
When your boots are well worn in. And you're tired of travelling. When you got nowhere to call your own. You know my place can be your home. . To the rescue here I come.
I'm going to dress up tonight. I'll look real pretty. For I don't know who. I'll find my own way. Around this great big city. And I'll sit at a bar. And I'm gonna have a drink.
well my papa was a fisher man. and he fished the deep blue sea. he home made some fine black berry nip. and he'd always pass a nip onto me. . well he smelled like black-tarred fishing nets.
I wonder if you can pick up. My accent on the phone. When I call across the country. When I call across the world. I see you in my kitchen. I can picture you now.
When the night-time comes you can hear. My heart calling. Calling out to you my one true love. Thinking about you all of the while. Thinking about you its making me smile.
Lighthouse tall and grand. Standing on that cold headland. . Shine your light across the sea. . For a wayward sailor girl like me. . Lighthouse man. .
Wonder if you can pick up my accent on the phone,. When I call across the country, when I call across the world. I see it in my kitchen, I can picture you now,.
Now's the time you're leaving you got to do what you got to do. When you come in from the cold I'll still be warm for you. . And I won't be bending backwards like you never done for me.
Lest we forget. Your dates as a younger man. Like how when you were nine you fell in love. Because she was the first girl youd seen throw a cricket ball.
You read the paper, watch the news and think. Your well informed. I've got some new for you my friend. That headline that you read, the story that broke.
Seems like only yesterday. I thought I had my life together. Ain't it funny how some things change. For it is today I feel uncertain. . About my whole world.
Now we are so intimate do you think we could ever part. though there's little love left in it something seems to make it hard. I'd like to stand up on my own.