I just can't seem to get moving. Love me enough to begin and I'll never forget you. I hope that you care more than a little for me. It's so hard to wait.
I am a child, I'll last a while. You can't conceive of the pleasure in my smile. You hold my hand, rough up my hair. It's lots of fun to have you there.
Look what's happening to me,. I'm going blind, please help.. There I sat until three,. gettin' further behind myself.. Bymyself.. . And I'm hung upside down. (x2).
In the hour of not quite rain. When the fog was fingertip high. The moon hung suspended. In a singular sky. . Deeply and beyond seeing. Not wishing to intrude.
I don't tell no tales about no hot dusty roads. I'm a city boy and I stay at home. I make no excuses I just don't want to roam. And I don't like being alone.
Now look what I've done. It seems that I own some. As all it turn back now to see that. In all of of my fat lines. Upstaging a climaxing dream, yeah. 'Cause.
You ask me to read this letter. That you wrote the night before. And you really should know better. 'Cause she's worth a whole lot more. . Brother, you know you can't run away and hide.
Soldiers come down, they're gonna raze your home. take all your children babe and leave you all alone. now there's just one man who can save you all. Old Man Moses, that's name now can you heed the call.
I met two kind people on the road. I was parched and dry from the cold. I've been travelin' four days and nights, sir. And I do want to thank you for the ride, sir.
There's something happening here. What it is ain't exactly clear. There's a man with a gun over there. Telling me I got to beware. . I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound.
Is my world not falling down. I'm in pieces on the ground. And my eyes aren't open. And I'm standing on my knees. But if crying and holding on. And flying on the ground is wrong.
There you stood on the edge of your feather. Expecting to fly. While I laughed I wondered whether. I could wave goodbye. Knowin' that you'd gone. By the summer it was healing.
Look at the sad goodbyes. Everyday's a killing time. Sun coming up outside. No men are born this time. Saturday's child stays home. Nothing to say so long.
Listen to my song. It isn't very long. You'll see before I'm gone. That everybody's wrong. . Those of us who run. To catch a moment in the sun. Seem to find the when we're done.
Do I have to come right out and say it?. Tell you that you look so fine. Do I have to come right out and ask you to be mine?. . If it was a game I could play it.
Shylock. A penny to a pound to a piece of flesh. You've put yourself in debt. I just won't take no less. I'm a money lending miser. Á usurer and thief.
(Steven Stills). I'm not likely to see you anymore. With the dawn I fly so you must listen. Just to spite me you've choosen to ignore. That I'm on to why your always missing.
Well there goes another day. Now I wonder why. You and I, keep telling lies. . I can't believe that what you say. 'Cause tomorrows lullaby can't pacify.
I get up in the morning with a cock-a-doodle-do. I get myself together if and when I chose. . I'm just buckin' time without a reason or rhyme. Oh, what a wonderful way.
Been burned and with both feet on the ground. I've learned that it's painful coming down. . No use runnin' away, and there's no time left to stay. Now I'm findin' out that it's so confusin'.