Tonight I'm burning old love letters. Photographs and memories of you. Hoping somehow I'll feel better. And when the smoke is gone I won't want you. .
Anybody ever been told that they were a miracle?. A missing child or running wild?. Momma told me about my daddy when I was a few years old.... He was gone and had a home,.
When she left I locked the door and pulled the shades. Now I'm living in a six room grave. All my reasons for living have died so I'm living buried alive.
I am strange,. I know very well. As you can tell.. I am travelling. Just to see. New things.. Hey, Daydreamer!. Dreams waking,. Breath taking.... . Hey, Daydreamer!.
Feel as the bright daylight shines on me. I sit here still until this night within me sleeps. . Bleed every time a tear drops to the floor. the cry still awakes me, the pain still exist in me.
Well I had me a girl with the golden curles she vowed to treat me right. But here I am and I'm all alone on the Brooklyn Bridge tonight. On the Brooklyn Bridge tonight.
[Chants 9x]. . The path that I walk is out of time.... Oh, did you know I was born to shine?. The path that I climb is out of time.... Oh, did you know that I was born to shine?.
I'd like to hold my head up and be proud of who I am. But they won't let my secret go untold. I paid the debt I owed 'em but they're still not satisfied.
Gather these tears that I have shed. Find out that I am nearly drowned. This soul so empty too much I've bled. Some of the tears I dye to red. . I had new faith on life today.
BOP-A-LENA. WRITERS MEL TILLIS, WEBB PIERCE. RECORDED BY RONNIE SELF. . Oop-scooby-dooby-lena, go-gal-go. bop-a-lena, bop-a-lena, she's my gal. Oh, bop-a-lena, bop-a-lena, yeah she's my gal.
Alone is the man. who you see standing here by me.. He's just a man who will feel. so empty without me.. And though I know he is now alone. I won't feel any misery..
Leave all what's sane behind you.. Let all this darkness find you.. Pray there's someone to guide you. when you feel the fear inside you. . They are coming, don't try running,.
I thought I had seen pretty girls in my time but that was before I met you. I never saw one that I wanted for mine but that was before I met you. I thought I was swinging the world by the tail I thought I could never be blue.
Need something to realize. there's so much I haven't seen.. Now I find it difficult to even think. I'd be half of what I truly believed I'd someday be.
The man who preached the funeral said it really was a simple way to die. He laied to rest one afternoon and never opened up his eyes. They hired me and Fred and Joe to dig the grave and carry up some chairs.
Some other day I could stay here in your arms.. Some other day this would be more that I want,. but now I am too anxious to see what I have not. . Ain't this the place I have been?.
When the years show in our faces from the thoughtless hand of time. And our youth is just a mem'ry to revive. (We'll spend many happy hours thumbing through the past desires.
Hear the choir sing your pain.. Let them grief for a while,. Coz' they have heard the story told.. And all the lies that everyone discuss. . Leave this rose on your grave..
Just like an innocent child. you smile your arms are open wide. . But in time I'll sure you. loose your will and passion. to this life that is unsure.
I go all to pieces at the sight of of you. I tried to look the other way when you're around. But that takes more strenght than can be found. I just get weak as memories pass through I go all to pieces at the sight of of you.