I am a lighthouse, worn by the weather and the waves.. I keep my lamp lit, to warn the sailors on their way.. . I'll tell a story, paint you a picture from my past..
I had a dream, I had a dream. I had a dream, I had a dream. I had a dream, Joe. . I had a dream, Joe. You were standing. In the middle of an open road.
I am a lighthouse, worn by the weather and the waves.. I keep my lamp lit, to warn the sailors on their way.. . I'll tell a story, paint you a picture from my past..
Through early morning fog I see. visions of the things to be. the pains that are withheld for me. I realize and I can see.... . [REFRAIN]. . That suicide is painless.
Well I feel so good I don't know what to do. Yeah I feel so good I don't know what to do. Well I feel so good I feel like I wanna play with you. . I feel so good I feel like banging my box.
The boy only wanting to give mother something. And all of her roses had bloomed. Looking at him as he came rushing in. With him knowing her roses were doomed.
I don't know much about love. How it cures and frees the soul. Makes you whole and all that other stuff. But I was kissed by lady luck. And I know that I'm stuck on you.
Boatman calls from the lake. A lone loon dives upon the water. I put my hand over her. Down in the lime tree arbour. . The wind in the trees is whispering.
The fox went out on a chilly night. He prayed for the moon to give him light. For he'd many a mile to go that night. Before he reached the town-o, town-o, town-o.
I wish you happy christmas. I do dear, I do. I wish for you the stars, babe. I wish for you the moon. . You can sit, and you can drink your champagne.
The fox went out on a chilly night. He prayed for the moon to give him light. For he'd many a mile to go that night. Before he reached the town-o, town-o, town-o.
Strolling down the highway. I'm gonna get there my way. Just keep on down-a-walking. You hear my guitar, rocking. Well I stroll on down. On down the highway.
Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes. Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise. My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream. Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.
How long, how long, has that evenin' train been gone?. How long, how long, baby how long.. . Heard the whistle blowin', couldn't see the train. Way down in my heart I had an achin' pain..
Deep down in the depths of forgotten dreams. So far away, so long ago it seems. The memory comes of a distant beach. Pale sand stretching far from reach.
Leroy Carr. . A traditional song which was a likely inspiration for The Train Song.. . How long, how long, has that evenin' train been gone?. How long, how long, baby how long..
Ayer pens decirte adis. Y me falt el valor. Es que haba en tus ojos tanto amor.. . Que fcil es decir adis. Que fcil olvidar. Que difcil ser para los dos..
Saturday sun came early one morning. In a sky so clear and blue. Saturday sun came without warning. So no-one knew what to do. . Saturday sun brought people and faces.