He can't remember the times that he thought. Does my Daddy love me probably not. But that didn't stop him from wishin' he did. Didn't keep him from wanting or worshipping him.
Dug through the ashtray. Under the cushions. Shook all my blue jeans. Spent all day looking. . For enough change. To get the rent paid. Just so I can hang.
She was 9 years old, goin' on grown. Shuffled around from home to home. And no matter what, wherever she went. She carried with her a stuffed elephant.
Do you remember. The day I turned to you and said. I didn't like the way he was looking at you, yeah. How it made you laugh. You just couldn't get what I was saying.
There's a freeway that's drowning in my headlights. And it's keeping me half awake. The seams in the blacktop have a pulse so slow and dull. But they're just spinning my thoughts away.
So the telephone keeps on ringing. That don't mean there's nobody there. If you want to just go on dreaming. When you wake up I'll be waiting here. . So what's the story, morning glory?.
We were like a pair of shoes, you never saw one of us. Without the other, we were brothers but we weren't kin. Those neighborhood football games was the only time.
I wasted so much time believing that in this life. You try to get all you can take. When all along what I've been needing. Was to find just one good reason.
Tell me what else can I do, tell me what else can I say,. The closer that I get to you, the further you push me away,. Till I don't know where, to go, and I don't know why I stay,.
Sat outside in the parking lot. All night long 'til the sun came up. Outside the diner where you used to work. Waiting for you to walk out but you never did.
This old four way stop. I've been here a lot. More times than I can count. Right goes to mama's place. Left to the interstate. Straight ahead goes straight through town.
Chorus. she's got this journal filled. with all her black ink guilt. and love is the only thing keeping her alive. she's got her mind made up. that all she needs is love.
This is my second chance, this is no song and dance. You came in and renewed a right spirit. This is grace at its best. This is taking a restless, messed up heart and having you clear it.
Woah oh oh oh oh oh. woah oh oh oh oh oh (x2). . Rock of Ages, cleft for me,. Let me hide myself in Thee;. Let the water and the blood,. From Thy wounded side which flowed,.
Be Thou exalted over my reputation,. 'Cause applause is a poor form of soul medication.. . And I've tried it for years, but my symptoms remain:. Still fretting the day that they'll misplace my name,.
I have built a city here. Half with pride and half with fear. Just wanted a safer place to hide. I don't want to be safe tonight. . I need You like a hurricane.
Its tulips and its daisies, your favorite flowers lately. You think that I aint listening but you know I do. With your two lips on me baby, my head starts getting dizzy.
Come, thou Fount of every blessing,. tune my heart to sing thy grace;. streams of mercy, never ceasing,. call for songs of loudest praise.. Teach me some melodious sonnet,.
I try not to think about where you're runnin' round,. When I feel this way.. Who, you're there to see. Will you run into me?. Are you doin' ok?. Sometimes, I think about, drivin' by your house,.
Well, I met a pretty boy from Back Bay, Biloxi. Hotter then a pepper, sweet as sticky bun. I was sold on molasses, paintin' up my lashes. I said, "I need a minute, can give me one?".