It's about time I got a little serious. maybe not about my life. but what you mean to me.. It's about time I said something sincere.... My dear.. Why do you respond to questions of ridicule.
Stayed in bed all morning just to pass the time. There's something wrong here, there can be no denying. One of us is changing. Or maybe we just stopped trying.
You say you wonder how it is and what I feel like. You say you wonder if we've gone wrong. Don't you remember what it is to feel right. If you don't remember think I could remind you.
River wind is icy. Chills run through my bones. Tides of life are ebbing out. Between the cobblestones. The streets are on fire. With the burning sunrise.
You've got to get up every morning. With a smile on your face. And show the world. All the love in your heart. . Then people gonna treat you better. You're gonna find, yes you will.
One too many times to remember. I've heard your call. And I act all of our conversations. . Sometimes you don't know me at all. Sometimes you don't know me at all.
I'm lost,. hearing all the things we say,. looks like another day of wasting life.. I ned a simple place where I can go and. my face won't be shown for a long time..
I spend alot of time wishing I was someone else. and I wish I could face the world that presents itself,. but when I feel my heartbeat slowly fade away.
Wanting you beside myself. Cause I feel like this for no body else. I used to wonder what its like inside your mind. I thought I was over this. . When did I notice July.
heard, seen, said and exaggerated. i respond, i defend, then i no longer tolerate it. i wonder how i look inside your mind. tell me how i scored with your panel of judges tonight.
I Will Be Alright. . I remember the hills covered in grass everywhere. And I remember hearing you sing with a flower in your hair. I never saw a blue sky as a deep as on that day.
After the fall. After the grover. After my brother has played his last song. After the fields have turned into mountains. When I have reached the top of the world.
My hippie boy don't want to be a man,. My hippie boy don't want to understand,. My hippie boy lives in a Volkswagon van.. Hippie boy don't know how to communicate.
i remember thinking things would never change. the way it was, and how it was to remain. i haven't cried in a while. but i haven't forgotten the pain in my heart.
i think i'll try my luck at flo and normandie. and have some dude beat the living crap out of me. he haunts me, he taunted me. and i just found out he's been set free..
As I wander through this house where my man became a mouse. I can see how we started so innocently.. As I agonize my way through another yesterday. I still don't know how you could have sunk so low.
They said you can change the way things are. You came here from very far away. Can you change me too?. Yeah you, you do what you have to do. Can you make my sky turn blue again?.
Here I am calling you again. Tongue tied, eager and impatient. As I live everytime we talk. And here I am in a distant land. I concentrate on my misbehaving.
well i know your name. i call it out several times a day. you'll find me gone down deep in your wake. am i the only one out here?. cause i was unclear.