Kevin Grantt/Lesile Winn Satcher. Arms, strong as timbers. Folding around her like velvet. That's the fine art, of holding a woman. Eyes, that never leave hers.
I wish I would have known you. When you were just a child. I would have cared for you. Made sure you'd be alright. And wish I would've been there. When you went to highschool.
Brian Dean Maher/Kris Bergsnes. Moonlight streaks across a picture of a Marilyn Monroe. While the corn stocks rattle outside her bedroom window. A strong Nebraska wind laying those prairie fields flat.
Baby don't disregard the fact. you'll always see me coming back. it makes no difference what you do. I'll always stay strung out over you. and there might be talk all over town.
If there was any way out, where I could slip away and take my heart with me,. If there was any way out, where I could slip away and make my mind at ease,.
Sweet Gangsta Bitch. Lives fast out in the suburbs. Goes out and gets high. In search of the divine. Higher than the sky. Blinded by reflections. In a world full of mirrors.
I can be tough, I can be tender. Strong as a saint, weak as a sinner. But when I'm in your arms I'm so complete. You bring out what's inside of me. CHORUS:.
Hey Mr. Seen it all come listen to me. I've lived Lemura 'n' you can't even dream. I've climbed the tree of life. gone back in time. The Akashic Archives babe.
The first thing I did when you said goodbye. Was sit myself down and have a real good cry. The next thing I did was put my red dress on. And go downtown dancing 'til the break of dawn.
Please don't ask me no questions. And I will tell you no lies. How I wish all this shit inside. would fade away so I try. Try to make things. Better around here.
Check her before you go. her door is open it's never closed. she's always there. crying for company some company. give her some of your extacy. and she'll supply you.
I wake up each morning with you on my mind. It's funny how sweet dreams can be so unkind. Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever get over you. A creature of habit in all that I do.
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na. Na Na Na Na Na Na Na. I fell in love with a Italian girl. Well she came from only. heaven knows. But my Lord above I must've.
I met her in a night club over on the lower east side. I was workin' with my head down tryin' to keep the groove alife. She looked like a bunny out of Playboy magazine.
I'm gonna roll you. I'm gonna roll you. All thru the night. I'm on the run now. Having some fun now. For the very first time. In my life. I can't get enough of this.
Stir it up, little darlin'. Stir it up, oh yeah. Stir it up, little darlin'. It's been a long, long time. Since I had you on my mind. Now you are here; and it's so very clear.
Standing on the bank of a river. By the shore. Seems like the devil's always tryin'. To get in my door. Just when I thought I. Couldn't take it anymore.
We always seem to argue. that ain't no good. look what it's doing to me. Ya we were heading for a glory. got such a dirty story. hope that no one finds out.
Aint I got a right to be Wrong?. . When the words came tumbling out of my mouth. I felt it all goin' south. But I kept on talkin tilLyou started walking.
Take me train. Take me out of Houston. Station train. Take me cross the nation. Take me back. Back to Fox Field Junction train. Different Land. A Different Day.