Swing was the thing, long ago. Elvis was king long ago. . But I'm constantly avoiding extremes. I'm dodging those absolutes. Singing the song in my head.
Is she coming home, I'll leave the light on. But through times and space she'll go. If she's coming home, she won't tell me. And I wonder if I should know.
A better place. We go to. Without a trace. We will leave. . A new face. We will see. A warm embrace. We will receive. . Those in front of me. Those among the world.
I'm in my field, I'm in my stream. And I'm love I'm in my tree. I take a walk nine hundred miles. I cross the stile, I'm in my field. . And I'm in love and it's for free.
Volver con vos. A tu rincn. Volver atrs. A mi perdicin. . Fin a la paz. Vuelve el temor. No hay punto fijo. No hay direccin. . Volver con vos. Es un error Es un error Es un error.
This is the office of a busy man. Can you hold the line?. In pipes the music you can't understand. Can you change the station?. Is there a message? He's on with LA.
She is home. Tellin' she's the one. Who makes you well. She makes you feel okay. . She is home. Tellin' she's the one. Who makes you go. And sends you on your way.
If I gave you my heart, where would you be?. Would it mean nothing if not for me?. If I gave you my eyes, what would they see?. Would they see nothing if not for me?.
You, the writer knew. You, the writer cared. Sold are things once told. Old are things once bold. . The diamonds and the gold they are for real. Depending on the way they make you feel.
I'm going away to see my own. And tread my earth. I've got no ordinary gain. By to set my worth. . I get enough but I get too late. And if I fall down on the road.
I'm not one to judge that much. And anyway I just wanna get high on you. But thirteen year old girls in hotels. On the other side of the world. Seems a little much for me.
Another radical dream. Becomes a long lost friend. Beneath the rhythm and sound. Lies another meaning. . And if you ask me today. To say just what I'm thinking.
I'm gonna take a walk by the lemonade lake. Let my feet get wet and the grass in my face. Rolling up in the summertime setting ablaze. Throwing stones and laughing on the way home.
Do you see the shadows faultless. Do you fear the widows dancing. I've waited so damn long. Now is the time to burn. You died within my hands. I had the key that burns within.
Wake up all your dreams. And show them to the door. They're not wanted any more. They're not needed any more. . I don't think you know. I don't think you care.
When the night-time creeps on in. I will be there, I will be there. Come on and let me in. I will be there, I will be there. . Dont ever be afraid when I say.
All alone. On a swarming sea. All alone. Like a drowning man. Sky above. Mirrors sea below. Stars above. Mirrors souls below. Crest and fallen so serene.