So you wanna be a movie star. Wanna see your name in lights. You say there's no such thing as. Goin' too far. And you're not afraid of heights. If you do everything.
I'm still scared. Afraid of failing, anticipating. The ride to end. Before the wheels begin to move. . Run away, so I can hide. Run away, I've mastered feeling nothing.
How do you feel?. how do you show?. what makes you happy?. and how do you know?. . How do you laugh?. how do you smile?. How do you feel,. with tears in your eyes?.
You Say That You're Hurtin'. That Your Woman's Been Doin' You Wrong. She Won't Admit It. Your Friend Told You It's Over, But You're Not Sure. But You've Known It All Along.
I know I've been mistaken. But just give me a break. And see the changes that I've made. . I've got some imperfections. But how can you collect them all.
On the radio I heard a song we used to sing when we were so free yeah. where did the loving go, and all the light it used to bring into our lives. I can take everything life gives me but I can't take losing you.
I talk to myself,. with my melancholic point of view,. I drift to nothingness,. wondering what is left for me to prove.... . I'm Kicking myself,. my bruises foot to head for selfish pride,.
I have seen too many sad eyes look at me. Eyes that set me free, all the places that I've been. . Thank you for the letters that you thought you wrote in vain, and for.
I have seen. Too many sad eyes look at me. The eyes that set me free. All the places that I've been. . Thank you for the letters. That you thought you wrote in vain.
I'll be there. I'll be there. With my little pick and shovel. I'll be there. . I'll be there. I'll be there. With my little pick and shovel. I'll be there.
Artist: Vince Dicola. Writer: Vince DiCola. Producers: Vince Dicola, Ed Fruge'. Arrangers: Vince DiCola, Ed Fruge'. Engineer: Tony Papa. Instrumental.
The lights are on. But you're not home. You've drifted off. Somewhere alone. Somewhere that's safe. No questions here. A quiet place. Where you hide from your fears.
Sometimes when your hopes have all been shattered. And there's nowhere to turn. You wonder how you keep going. Think of all the things that really mattered.
RAW. . The pictures left with me won't fade. These images affect me every day. Cause of you I feel I don't deserve. The life I see in her. . Just don't leave me.
I've fallen down. . No one's perfect. Don't even try I don't care,. I Won't live a lie. Who broke the neck of my guardian angel?. Left him for dead in a pool of dreams?.
Sometimes when your hopes have all been shattered. And there's nowhere to turn. You wonder how you keep going. Think of all the things that really mattered.
As still as a tomb, where only memories roam. No birds sing here, yet silence speaks volumes. About tortured times, when man was blind. And innocence died at the hands of genocide.
A piece of glass. In the sand under your feet. It cuts you deep. It makes you hate the beauty that you see. . And you wonder where you are. How you ever got so far.
Could this be love?. If I give you my heart, for the rest of my life. Would it feel the way it feels, like it does with you tonight. Girl, there's something goin' on, do you feel it like I do?.
Which way do I go?. . Pain, I swallow I cannot keep it down. Hate, I swallow I cannot keep it down. . Down. . You, I hate you, I cannot keep you down.