We are all trapped in prisons of the mind,. it's a hard sensibility. but we'll see it through in time. but when words come between us. Noiseless in the air.
I was the champion of forgive forget. But I haven't found a way. To forgive you yet. And though I know you and I are through. All my thoughts are lines converging in on you.
Wanting to understand. To understand a hand thats not my hand. In a moment to be defined. All clear lines of all that, that could mean. And I'm wanting eyes.
You're mine and we belong together. Yes, we belong together for eternity. . You're mine, your lips belong to me. Yes, they belong to only me for eternity.
Maybe what you've seen isn't part of me at all. It must belong to someone, but not to me. . Maybe I was too quick - too quick to turn my head. But I had to go - just to get around.
I want to talk, like I'm talking to myself. I want to reach, yeah I could be someone else. And when a touch,. When a touch becomes to much. You know, I could be someone else.
Sometimes it's not the giving. When what's given is gone and for free. But in taking what it took from me. And I'm not living. In someone else's eyes I am lived.
Laura and Tommy where lovers. He wanted to give her everything. Flowers, presents, and most of all, a wedding ring.. . He saw a sign for a stock car race, a thousand dollar prize it read, he couldnt get Laura on the phone, so to her mother, Tommy said.
It never seemed that close to me. No it never seemed all that much to see. But now it feels so real. feels so real to me. But now it feels so much. Feels so much to see.
Stay beside me, here beside me. Stay beside me day after day. When I'm feeling blue, let me look at you. Oh my darling, please, won't you stay?. . You'll stay beside me, help and guide me.
I read somewhere that every wall's a door to something new. Well if that's true-why can't i get through?. . Cause I'm not who I thought I was. And I can't explain.
I believedemory might mirror no reflections on me,. . I believedhat in forgetting I might set myself free.. . But I woke up this morning with a piece of past caught in my throat.
Well this old man, he played one. He played knick-knack on my thumb. Knick-knack, paddiwack, give a dog a bone. This old man came a rollin' home. . Well this old man, he played two.
Oye, para, espera, djala tranquila por favor. Oye tu! ven pa' ac!. . o que me voy a morir, oh no!. o que me voy a morir, oh no!. . Mira date cuenta de la realidad.
I've had days of end on end. Where nothing changed cause nothing began.. Restless movement in an empty room,. Gathering shadows of a darkened blue.. And oh- it feels so strange- when it comes again..
Well, well now now baby. Let's just go all night long. Well on, on, on, on, darlin. I just want you to go on more. There won't be no tuttie fruiti. No not at all, c'mon baby just.
Para bailar La Bamba. Para bailar La Bamba. Se necessita una poca de gracia. Una poca de gracia. Para mi, para ti, ay arriba, ay arriba. Ay, arriba arriba.
Drink deep, it's just a taste, and it might not come this way again,. I believe in moments, transparent moment, moments in grace when you've got to stake your faith.
I'm going down, going down, deeper than inside. . --the world is my fuse--. . And once inside gonna tear till there's nothing left to find. And you wonder just how close close-up can be?.
Time heals all wounds they say. But the self inflicted won't just fade away. And in these shifting tides of blame. why are you suprised to see your name? It's such a drag.