ever since your finger tips. ever since your eyes. talking with a light on. blue sky. . even if i wanted to. how could i explain. coming though my head now.
The draughts blew cold. Under the door. When we threw our clothes. To the kitchen floor. The broccoli boils. In a pan on the gas stove. Where we stand.
you turn out the light. and the dark sucks on. the embers of the fire. my heart smoulders in the night. and these tumbling boulders of desire. . come rollin' out of the shadows at me.
Ticket 4 two to the Caribbean.. Go to places noone's ever been before.. Explore.. Fills me with delight. Take your time.. There's so much more tonight..
Take a little while to think things through.. Take a little while to make things true. We dont' have to rush.. Like I said before.. When I told you you're the only boy that I adore.
There's a plane, it's headed for London. Twenty-four hours more and he'll be on it. And I can't show my love, and I can't stop it. Ooh, I can't stop it.
Dreams reoccur in my solitude. Breaking my heart, injuring my mood. With all of the things that I thought I knew. It was you. . Well, the conversation rings in my head.
As someone sets light to the first fire of autumn. we settle down to cut ourselves apart.. Cough and twitch from the news on your face. and some foreign candle burning in your eyes.
The dust from a four day affair is now landing. All over the floor and your brown legs. The gold-plated legs of my rival. Whose eyes had no reason to fall.
When I hold my head down to the ground. And I wish you were here with me. Seems like you're always around. I was blind to see. Too good to be true. you can't stay with me.
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Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm. If I were a painter, mixing my colors. How could I ever find the blue of your eyes?. The canvas could never. Capture the light of your smile, of your smile.
O-Town. I want you to close your eyes. And fall into a deep trance. And when I count to three. You'll wake up and be mine. Ooh. . I like it. I love you.
Everybody's talking saying this will never last. Trying to see the future. Judging me by my past. I've always been a sinner. But I've never claimed to be.
I was born in a small town in the hills of Tennessee. Kentucky raised, just a country boy and that's all I'll ever be. My daddy ran a still house to keep us kids alive.
Told my mom goodbye when I was 18. She told me bye for good at age 63. She was an angel right here on earth. There was sure a fine line between heaven and her.
Twilight campfighter. You build your fire into an open wound. You want us to feel better. On these darker trails. With light revealing holy grails. To hike through dangerous weather.
Look me straight. Now blame it on loneliness. Who knows?. Certainly not them. . Where is this?. The lane that takes you head on. But for now. You do not/cannot contemplate.
I don't come around. Never call or let her know. I got a life of my own. You know I hate to be around her. When she's like that. I wrote a song once about her.
Well I've been out walking. I don't do that much talking these days. These days, these days I seem to think a lot. About the things I forgot to do, for you.