I met a girl once, I thought she was the one for me. I was so taken by her personality. I met a girl once, who took my heart and love away. She looked an angel vision walking through the day.
I know that I can't keep her. Now she's in love with you. But I just wanna see, I won't be far away. So don't make my baby blue. . I know your reputation.
Hypnotize the phone. Down there I can't get up. I'm working on beyond,. a handful of understanding. Fills and overflows. Fills and overflows. The bough breaks, suspicions of the flesh.
It won't be easy, you'll think it's strange. When I try to explain how I feel. And that I still need your love. After all that I've done. . You won't believe me.
There's a shadow hanging over. And a ringing in your mind. Waiting for an answer still stuck in time. Couldn't leave the dark behind. In the mirror. Getting clearer.
Imagine a still summer's day. When nothing is moving least of all me. I lay on my back in the hay. The warm sun was soothing. It made me feel good the day I met Marie.
If you trust that soul. You will reach the top. And then you will drop. Blind faith keeps you hanging,. Hanging in the air. And you will see,. You never really touch reality,.
A grim reality there's something on the tv news. We're faced with truth we can't refuse no outcome left to choose. Nothing's ever new again. A grim reality.
it goes something like this...... don't try to kiss me now dance on,. and while the music keeps on playing,. hold me close, hold me near,. and I promise you'll hear.
I found a way out. Sick and tired of hearing how good things used to be. Live my life for me. I found a way out. You only brought me down. You wanted me to share in your misery.
All the disease and lonely remorses. What treasures in solitude. With which we caress. Eyes straining to see through the. blackness. Through the still, damp air.
uh.... yeeh.... . ...I listen too my heart when i feel apart from you,. i say, i love you,. rest in peace,. i miss you,. our last call,. you told me too never give up,.
I guess you 're wondering why I brought you here. It seemed like such a good idea at the time. I was thinking you would sort things out. If I could just explain away the consequences.
Tonight I stood upon the crest and witnessed our decay. The land that was our father's, lay in ruins at our feet. And I dare not look out or into unseeing eyes.
There floats a phantom. On this slum's foul air. A shape to eyes with the gift of seeing. into the spectre of endless plight. face to reshape, vanity fleeting.
Sometimes she fades away. She's seen too many movies. Killing enough rainy days. With nothing else to do. . We'll make our escape. Like the end of Casablanca.
When I was young my father said. "Son, I have something to say". And what he told me, I'll never forget. Until my dyin' day. . He said, "Son, you are a bachelor boy.
Slow motion. Summer comes too fast again. Patiently await to see it's much too late. Counting days. There's no need to be afraid. Here and now is the only chance.
Time came to leave. You know there's something about the principle. Of what goes on behind the scenes. The military machine, the way they led me on. .