I lay all my songs. At Johnny Mathis' feet. I said, "Johnny, Johnny tell me. Can you tell me how to live?". . "All my hopes are unraveling. And I just lost my lease.
Well I'd like to hang out. But I can tell that you're not a drinking crowd. I got places to go, people to see. I got a thirst that would make the ocean proud.
Here you are again. Another stupid party again. A celebration for nothing. . Your eyes are following. The kings and the queens of the zoo. Immune in their black clothing.
The eyes of the world see what they want to see. People always boil things down to nothing. They're gonna see your love as worthless and wrong. The eyes of the world leave you with nothing.
I gave up my cynicism, I gave up my hard shell. I gave up everything that would cause you the least pain. I'm immodest as a child old before it's time.
In the local underground music scene. . In my role as the most hated singer. In the local underground music scene. I've met a lot of well-dressed cowards.
The love cry of the traveling man goes. No one knows who I am. But I'm as priceless as a brass ring. That's losing the heat from your hand. . A quiet man sits quietly, learning his lesson.
Lazarus wasn't grateful for his second wind. For another chance. watch his chances fade like the dawn and leave. I can barely tell you just how pale I get.
Lazarus wasnt grateful for his second wind. For another chance, watch his chances fade. Like the dawn and leave. I can barely tell you. Just how pale I get without you.
It was a long hot summer day. We're in the living room watching the light drain away. Hey you're too tired to read what your cards foretold inside of a yawn.
The world hides like a smile behind your hand. I became hard and cold, your smile became quicksand. I don't know what city I'm dailing your number from.
The world hides like a smile behind your hand. I became hard and cold, your smile became quicksand. I don't know what city I'm dialing your number from.
I broke my promise, that I wouldn't write another song about you. I guess I lied, after twelve years, I still love you. On the phone you sound happy. But a heart can cry and you don't see the tears.
I broke my promise. That I wouldn't write another song about you. I guess I lied, after twelve years I still love you. On the phone you sound happy but a heart can cry.
Older brother can ya hear me?. Wish you could see me feeling good right now. Tell my mother I can see her. That I've been dreamin' and I can show you how.
Look through these eyes, do ya know what you're seein'?. Once held the blue sky now colors are fadin'. God in your soul, hell in your hands. Swallow it down whole mother depression.
Well I got into waikiki. And I spend my time up in the hotel room. No sunburn for me. No friends no family. . Yes I see the view. Well I think I seen it somewhere before.
I don't know what I can take. Can you feel the pressure break?. I've been getting by on nothing. How long? So long. . Feeling like I lost my vision. Transmission full of dead ambition.
Left without goodbye to the city. To find a quiet place of our own. A little house on the hill. Yeah, I can see you still. . Your golden hair and moonlight.
Coming down before you. Is easier than spillin' on the ground. Pour my soul inside you. It's all that you can do now to spit it out. . Fallen down around you.