Here I'm sitting by the phone. Now that you are gone. Counting minutes, counting hours. Wondering what went wrong. . We seemed to be the perfect match.
A million words couldnt sum you up.. What can I say, how to start?. Yet what I know is this:. My neck is so sore. from looking up so high. Oh you made the blue.
Another night in leather, another day in lace. You do it so much better, I got this smilin' face. Your rock gets rolled by money -. any hearts for sale.
Our love is a wild game. Burning like a hot flame. N' when I touch your skin that's my sin. 'Cause my family is waitin' for me. . Late at night I'm driving home.
Mark has rattled that little bone in my head blowing strong shes right on sweet NZ runnning around getting our stuff together.. Single wing that flys with out a single feather..
They say war starts with a shot from a gun but I say words start them by rolling of the tongue.. The tongue can set your world on fire as one man calls anther man a liar. You better believe the tongue can spit fire..
Just one step higher. And I reach the stars. Looks like I've made it. I've never been this far. So close to the sun now. Feel it burning on my skin. And it's harder to keep breathing.
In this song I do lament. I lament over you.. For you where once the many but now you are the few.. Your tops will never, your tops will never scrape the blue..
Giant gentle and blue. We breathe and walk and wonder. A place for me and you. . Why is it that I wake up. To a new day's light. And how come the starlight.
Weep for the hourglass only a few grains. Not all the worlds' leaders are completely sane.. Weep for we sit in the eye of the storm. Most of the world is about to be torn..
Don't start a fire - And walk away. Only for the thrill of looking at the flames. . Don't fake desire - And turn away. Only for the fun of playing fancy games.
Yes a man is born into trouble it comes like the day turns to night. the sun turns to ran and a man is born into trouble like a jew in germany like a slave in chains..
Wrap your arms around me sweet heart.. Carry me off with your love.. Lay me down in your palace of pleasure.. I'll gaze at your loveliness as you linger above..
You drive a fancy car. Dress up like a gigolo. You live life on the edge. Always in for more. Looking for fun. Out on the run. . TOO CLOSE TO THE LINE OF FIRE.
Too many words spoken too many words said.. I need to slash through that thicket in my head.. In this lifes theres sunshine mixed with rain.. On lifes road another hill then plain..
Pull ya self together man your heads in some other place. Grab it before it rolls away and touch base what do you want to do were do you want to be a ship needs a course before setting out to sea..
Was all by myself in never never land. Searching my soul in the desert sand. . Memories of the past. Trying to show me the way. But I was too blind to see.
I believe that fallen angels. Are calling me tonight. A lot of pictures, many stories. Battling deep inside. . I don't know what easy living means. And I don't know what is true.
I can't stand the way you always lead me on. I follow blindly right behind you and I still get lost. You never look and check to see. If maybe I'm ok.
It was like being a pavement stone, together with many others yet on my own.. For we all were in rows. Waiting, waiting, non communicating.. Like waiting in the summer for the snow. Like waiting in the desert for the river to flow..