I was sitting with Mary. In my dads blue Valiant. Rain was coming down. And the radio was playing. Mary was talking. A million miles a minute. I could not hear one word she was saying.
Without your father or your mother. life goes on. Without your sister or your brother. life goes on. Without your children down the line. oh the drum stays right in time.
When your longest night is coming down. When pieces of you hit the ground. When every word they say about you is a lie. . When they put your soul up for review.
Marc Cohn. Join the Parade. Join The Parade. Out in the late November chill. Crowded behind blue barricades. Peering out over every window sill. Lucky children snap their window shades.
Did he know what he was doing. Putting eyes into my head. If he didn't want me watching women. He should've left my eyeballs dead. . Isn't that so. Isn't that so.
We were born before the wind. Also younger than the sun. Ere the Bonnie boat was won. As we sailed into the mystic. . Hark, now hear the sailors cry. Smell the sea and feel the sky.
I finally see your face. In my rear-view mirror. With each mile I put between us. The road keeps gettin clearer. I only wish that I could make a quiet getaway.
Well i hope that i dont fall in love with you. Cause falling in love just makes me blue. Where the music plays a new display of hard for me to see. I head a beer and now i hear you calling out for me.
Save a place at the table. Cause that is where I want to be. I just hope that you're still able. to hold on for me. . I see a light in the window. I see you moving in the glow..(in the glow).
Tonight I cried the tears of a child. Who knows what fear runs deep and wild inside. But the river's in flood tonight. . I lay down and the light streamed across my face.
Deep in the night she quietly creeps. Sometimes she moans, sometimes she weeps. When the wind starts a howlin' out of control. Shes trouble in mind, shes nothin' but soul.
I'm coming to see you tomorrow sometime. Gonna bring you some roses, gonna tear off the vines. Gonna talk to the wind that blows through the trees. Kiss you like always from down on my knees.
Everybody talks about some fateful day. I guess that this was mine. I may be here to tell some kind of story. But I think it's gonna take a little time, that's all right.
I can see you with the top down. In that car you keep under the eaves. I can see the ocean wind blow. Through your hair and all along your sleeves. . I see you turning up the radio.
You'll never know how much I love you. You'll never know how much I care. When you put your arms around me. I get a fever that's so hard to bear. . (You give me such a).
A little boy sits by the light of the moon. He knows that he's lost something precious too soon. But he's quiety singing a nursery tune. He sings for whoever may hear him.
Baby baby, the time is at hand. I tell you one thing that you'll understand. Been a long time looking for something strong. Oh baby it ain't gonna be that long.
I was driving down Ninth Avenue. As the sky was getting dark. Didn't have nothin' else to do. So I kept on riding to Battery Park. . I stepped out in the damp and misty night.