I saw a photograph of ten years back. It's you and I, we're standing in the rain. Somewhere outside Atlanta and I think my. Twelve-seat van is right there out of frame.
Oooh oooh. Oooh oooh. . I've been afraid. Been alone, been undone. I've been on fire. Flying high as the sun. . In a world were things come and go. The only thing I've ever known is true.
You won't believe it and strange as it sounds. Extraordinary magic follows you around. And the camera can't catch it,. You won't see it in the mirror.
We took a flight to the Pacific Northwest. I've had a longing to go there deep in my chest. Like a dream. Left Portland in the morning, headed for the coast.
I used to be afraid of feeling little. I used never wanna play a second fiddle. But that all changed when I met you (when I met you). You make me wanna Garfunkel.
Three-point-two from the driveway of my house. To your apartment where I am waiting now. Come on, don't think, night's young. Let's go. . NYC, Portland, Austin, Anaheim.
I found boxes of first CDs. Trying to get my office clean. Took ten years of folks giving them to me 'till I sat down. And I saw hesitant poses and torn-up jeans.
I haven't seen her. For a month or so. Young love feels like finding buried gold. We meet in Paris. Fly straight through the night. Well my night feels just like new sunglasses in a taxi ride.
Howard drives a minivan with the cruise ships from Ft. Lauderdale. And it's been that way since 1994. Does his business on a flip phone with the most obnoxious ringtone.
If we found out that the world was gonna end on Tuesday morning. What would everybody do. . It's funny how the thought of that can make something real important.
Never was much good at hoping. until you took my heart and tore it open.. Never understood what love was. Until I took your hand in front of the lord above us..
So do you remember?. With your white dress on. It was the end of December. Count the days till dawn. . I never knew. That I could love someone. The way that I love you.
Woke up this morning. And I heard the news. I know the pain of a heartbreak. I don't have answers. And neither do you. I know the pain of a heartbreak.
I go crazy sometimes. Can you believe it?. Yeah I swear I'm fine that I'm alright. But I'm barely breathing. Thought I could find my way back home. But I get lost alone.
I start my Saturday the right way. Playing wiffle ball at Steve's place. League champs since the third week of May (deal with that). While we're working out the lawn chair strike zone.
I don't wanna be no star. Have fame on the Boulevard. No that's not what I'm looking for. . I don't need shiny things. Or love from a movie screen. But I tell you what I really want.
I feel just like a sailboat. Don't know where I'm headed. But you can't make the wind blow. From a sailboat. I've seen the sun. Felt the rain on my skin.
I used to think I wanted to be famous. I'd be recognized out in a crowd. But the funny thing is every time, I've gotten what I wanted lets me down. But now I just want to look more like love.
note to self. clean the living room. do the things you don't wanna do maybe. fold that week old pile of clothes. note to self. get some exercise. feels bad and you have to try.
Making money, it isn't easy. And it sure won't make you happy. So I think it's funny. We're so concerned with making money. . And money won't keep folks from grieving.