It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart. Without saying a word you can light up the dark. Try as I may I could never explain. What I hear when you don't say a thing.
Away, away, away, away. Away, away, away, away. . Been running with the rude boys. For much too, much too long. You think you are one of them. . Every time that we kissed.
I may not look like much. But I think that with you touch. I could be somebody you'd be proud of. You lend me a hand, understand. I've been such a lonely man.
I wonder if you realize. How good it is to be loved by a woman. A woman you can count on. Even when she knows you've done her wrong. . The one who worships you in spite of that old rowdy ground.
Alone at a corner table. She was watching me watching her. I was singing about an old flame burning. She was hanging onto every word. . I was pouring out my feelings.
Brothers, sisters, come with me. Into the light, into the light. Brothers, sisters, can't you see. Into the light, into the light?. . How did you lose sight of what you saw?.
If I were alone in the desert. Without a drink of water around. With my knees and hands in that white scorching sand. With the hot Sahara sun beating down.
There's a voice in my head. That I probably should have trusted. From the start, oh, from the start. . I've finally flipped out. And I'm hiring a detective.
Well it's lonely out tonight down here in Georgia. And the oldest friend, I've got, I met today. The woman that I love just up and left me. And the place I love's a thousand miles away.
Somewhere between your heart and mine. There's a window, I can't see through. There's a wall so high, it reaches the sky. Somewhere between me and you.
A high road, low road, some old side road. Really don't matter to me, if it gets me, back to you. Jet plane, fast train, bus in a hard rain, any ol' way you please.
I'm writing a song all about you. A true song as real as my tears. But you've no need to fear it 'cause no one will hear it. 'Cause sad songs and waltzes aren't selling this year.
It's quitin' time, quittin' time. Time to disassemble this assembly line. Lord, I love punchin' out like I hate punchin' in. Hot damma lama lama, it's quittin' time again.
On one hand I count the reasons I could stay with you. And hold you close to me, all night long. There are so many loving things I would love to say to you.
I see the bags in the empty hallway. I can tell that something has changed. I see the pain written over your face. And I know I pushed you too far. . If you want to leave me.
Well, everybody talks about the California quakes. But the first time, I ever felt the earth shake was in Miami. When Amy touched me oh, it shook me. I told her, I loved her and I wanted to stay.
Sometimes I doubt. But I get down on one knee. I get down on one knee, I don't pray. But it comes by, I go down. I get so lost, in my own problems. . Soon crouch, ride.
I can't stand the collar. It makes it hard to swallar. But where you go I'll faller. Hey, I'm a lucky dog. . I can't get used to gettin'. All this love and pettin'.
There's a long line of mourners driving down our little street. Their fancy cars are such a sight to see, oh, yeah. They're all of your rich friends who knew you in the city.
20 seconds of loneliness, I know it's not been said. For the sleep how close he can, when you said it for bad. Underneath I know, that window. You find me, body my time.