Honestly, why the hell are you standing there,. And what the hell are you waiting for?. Your expectant smile is starting to get on my nerves.. So tell me now, if you're so fucking rationalist,.
She leaves her footprints in the snow. She is the greatest thing I know. She is the coolest thing around. And when she walks she shakes the ground. She's got big hands.
When the last of the echoes fades,. When the cymbals and the strings. Have died away,. When I am left with just. . The ringing in my ears,. I take a breath and I settle down,.
"You" another tired second-person address,. Words written hastily and under duress.. I'm cold and holed up in the back of the van,. Devoid of eloquence or elegant plan..
You wouldn't know it to look at me,. but I'm a superhero. I've got x-ray vision and everything. My frail frame belies my strength. I can lift tall buildings.
Stop trying to pretend that. You are going to stop-. You're either a smoker or you're not.. You will keep on smoking. For the rest of your life,. And then you'll get cancer.
To Carthage then I came as a young boy lost in the promise. Of the steady beating heart of the metropolis. But I spent so long beneath the dim street lighting.
Father my father, what have you left for me?. What am I to make of this convoluted legacy?. You raised me, ingrained me, led me to believe. That the world had some structure, a bedrock of honesty..
I'm tired of being here. On this hill. No one lives to be three hundred years. Like the way it used to be. . I think they were giants. I think they were giants.
Everything you need. Is everything I need to be. I sit across the room. Your breathing starts to croon to me. . Every prone to be. A pillar of things you will never need.
I saw she was living under some branches. I saw she was happy in her circumstances. I also live under branches. I'd rather not live in these places. .
I untied all the rope lines. I gathered our things. And placed them beside me. You never arrived. And I got worried. You never arrived. And I was troubled.
Simple, simple it used to be. Riding bikes through the city. But you can't make it better. And you can't drop out of sight. . Sundays, Sundays after awhile.
Tonight you're mine, completely. You give your soul so sweetly. Tonight the light of love is in your eyes. But will you love me tomorrow. . Is this a lasting treasure.
[Chorus]. Long, long year I've sat in this place. Baby, baby, what's good I've had. When you don't know where I want to go. Find a reason love's left me cold.
Better be sure. There's no way to turn back once we have begun. So put the chain on the door. Lock the world outside. You're not cheating anyone. Except maybe yourself and the things you feel.
(Oooooh!). . All day long, I hear my telephone ring. Friends calling giving their advice. From the boy I love, I should break away. 'Cause heartaches, he'll bring one day.
I can't put out the fire,been blinded by the flame,. I have to run for cover, can't stand the pain. Can't stand the pain. The screams are loud but then he can't hear.
Said she came from Memphis. You can look but please don't touch. Didn't like rock and rollers. Seemed a bit much too much. * Cause it's the natural thing you feel at the start.
When the road gets too long. And you run all out of song. The pain gets too much. For you to bear. . Turn around, turn around. Turn around and I'll be there.