Time for the singer. Time for the singer boy to make his way home. A prodigal Ive been distressed. This lonely child cant make it on his own. Ive been traveling states away.
I found it hard to believe. Someone like you cared for me. You put this love in my heart. I tried but could not refuse. You gave me no time to choose.
Line of sight, speed of sound. Feel of flesh the long way down. Flash of light you look around it's over. You're OK, but I'm a mess. It's the way it goes I guess.
I want you here with Me. But you've been keeping other company. You can't sit still, it's plain to see. You love the world and you're avoiding Me. . You love the world, avoiding Me.
Its been five years come this autumn, she remembers well the day. The day the fever got him, and took him far away. Far away from always knowing that the love they shared was true.
Adlib:. (Noooooo, Calvary's Lamb Ohh!). . Verse:. Lions and tigers and bears and bees. Snakes and birds. You created all of these things, even the lamb.
Billy Gray rode into Gantry back in '83. There he did meet young Sarah McCray. The wild rose of morning that pale flower of dawning. Herald of springtime in his young life that day.
How I love You. You are the one. You are the one. How I love You. You are the one for me. . I was so lost. But You showed the way. 'Cause You are the way.
I cant remember when I was here. But I'm back again. I barely know you friend. And everythings changed. Sun burned up. The sky turned green. The air smelled of gasoline.
Oooh when I was a little boy. Only one or two. The first thing I did enjoy. Was a plate of Barbeque. . CHORUS:. Barbeque sliced beef and bread. Ribs and sausage and a cold Big Red.
I woke up in another strange place. By a 40 acre parking lot. With every kind of sign. I was talking to another strange face. Who was tellin me. That he didnt have the time.
Take some time, make a friend of a stranger. Touch a hand, just reach out, there's no danger. . When there's love, mountains move. The blind can see and things improve.
(Part 1). (Instrumental). . (Part 2). ... verme tan solo y triste. Cual hoja al viento,. Quisiera llorar, quisiera morir. De sentimiento. . (Part 3). There's an alley in Acuna.
EARLY IN THE MORNING. I USED TO APPRECIATE THE DAWN.. NOW IT'S HARD TO PICK MYSELF UP.. I DON'T WANNA LOOK AT THE TELE, NO.. 'COZ LAST NITE SOMEBODY WENT TOO FAR..
My son, My son, why are you striving?. You can't add one thing to what's been done for you. I did it all while I was dying. Rest in your faith, My peace will come to you.
Chorus:. My home aint in the hall of fame. You can go there but you wont find my name. And my songs dont belong on top forty radio. Ill keep the old back forty for my home.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?. I GOT TO BE VERY CLEAR. YOU KNOW MY MAN LOVES ME. MY LOVE IS STRONG.. . JEZABEL YOU COULD BE A SAINT. BUT YOUR EYES ALONE ARE THE DEVIL'S OWN..
Well I though I depended upon you.. At least that used to be what was happening with me.. In those times of our first sweet communion,. Nothing got in the way, I heard your voice everyday..
I WANNA GO BACK THERE BABY! YEAH!!!. . IT'S A HOT SUMMER NIGHT. THE MOON IS SO BRITE. I WISH I COULD GIVE YOU A KISS. BEFORE THE BREAK OF LIGHT.. WE SPEND ALL NIGHT TALKING.
My flesh is tired of seeking God. But on my knees I'll stay. I want to be a pleasing child. Until that final day. . My mind is full of many thoughts. That clutter and confuse.