When I'm all alone. When I'm feelin blue. No one understands me baby. Nobody but you. Through all the sleepless nights. and rainy days. jealous sun the wind and you.
(Paul Diethelm & Bruce McCabe, 1998 Red Nunz Ltd. (SESAC)/Ryan Cory Music. (BMI)). The tar in the street starts to melt from the heat. And the sweats runnin' down from my hair.
(Jonny Lang & Jerry Lynn Williams, 1998 Langy Tunes (ASCAP)/Songs of Hamstein. Cumberland (ASCAP)/His Majesty Jerr Music) (ASCAP). Cry, don't cry for me.
Clouds, one by one, fill the sky. Just like these tears that fill my eyes. I know by now she ain't comin' back. I watch my world slowly fade into black.
(David Z & Bruce McCabe, 1998 David Z (BMI)/Ryan Cory Music (BMI)). Second guessin' first impressions. There you go again. Rushing off in all directions.
(written by Bruce McCabe). I used to hang out at Jack's Pool Hall. you go down there and don't do nothin' at all. if you wanted to play some cards there was a game in the back.
(written by Bruce McCabe). Look at the man with the smile on his face. Looks like he's always feelin' good. Sometimes you might want to take his place.
(Luther S. Allison, 1995, Bad Love Music (BMI), Admin. By Eyeball Music). Watching you baby, watching you all the time. Watching you, watching you all the time.
(written by: S. Johnson/D. Carter/B. Johnson). Yes sir. Here I come. I'm comin' for a taste of your love. Here I come, baby. 'Cause I like what you do for me.
(Bruce McCabe & Michael Henderson, 1998 Ryan Cory Music (BMI)/Irving Music,. Inc.). Angel of mercy, you don't need no golden wing. Angel of mercy, you don't need no golden wing.
Seems like nowadays. ain't nothin meant to last. One day you've got it all. and then it disappears so fast. Oh and our love. is on and off again. well I know you wanna quit me baby.
Way back in my childhood,. I heard a story so true. 'bout a funny bunny stealing some food from a garden he knew.. . His mamma got worried.. She told the bunny one day..
In the white room with black curtains near the station.. Black-roof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings.. Silver horses run down moonbeams in your dark eyes..
Born under a bad sign. I been down since I began to crawl. If it wasn't for bad luck. I wouldn't have no luck at all. . Hard luck and trouble been my only friend.
Seems to me, aint coming back. Thats alright, still got my mic. cause its not to fast, what I gotta do. But how hard it is missing you. . Anybodys seen me cry.
Now if there's a smile on my face. It's only there trying to fool the public. But when it comes down to fooling you. Now honey, that's quite a different subject.
People are talking, but I just hear voices. I know what I'm missing, but I'd rather just ignore it. Start out each morning full of good intentions. Watch how those people go home with happy endings.
Sometimes I get down. Might throw my weight around. Games are never played unless there won. You silly little thing I see it on your lips. It isn't what you think, not this time.
Pins and needles. Pins and needles, is all,. I can feel, I can feel anymore. And I've become just a shadow,. A shadow with nowhere to fall. . In the morning.
Surfing channels to fool my feelings. They're still resisting those little dealings. Try to leave it, you keep on playing over again. These four walls share my conversation.