Seven days a week. Ev'ry week of the month. And ev'ry month of the year. He's got us making presents. And I'm happy. . Ev'ry girl and boy. Gets their own kind of toy.
In a quaint caravan. There's a lady they call The Gypsy. She can look in the future. And drive away all your fears. . Everything will go right. If you only believe The Gypsy.
Frosted windowpanes, candles gleaming inside. Painted candy canes on the tree. Santa's on his way, he's filled his sleigh with things. Things for you and for me.
The blessed dawn of christmas day. As honestly as children pray. The warmth that melts the eve away. The holiness of alpenglow. . I rose to join the glorious morn.
It's said the world is a tragedy for the one who feels. It's said the world is a comedy for the one who thinks. The depth of love is sweeter by far....when you share your dreams.
Went to a little get-together. With some old friends. Not much has changed. Since the last time I saw them. . There's a chicken in uniform. Wooden leg and a matchstick arm.
Hart Corey. Young Man Running. Don't Take Me To The Racetrack. Oh yea. Oh yea. Oh no, no. Your mother told me that you. Don't live at home no more. Your mother told me that she don't like.
Because I was afraid to speak when I was just a lad. My father gave my nose a tweak and told me I was bad. Then one day I learned a word that saved my achin' nose.
SAVOY, THE HOME OF SWEET ROMANCE. SAVOY, IT WINS YOU AT A GLANCE. SAVOY, GIVES HAPPY FEET A CHANCE. TO DANCE. . YOUR FORM, JUST LIKE A CLINGIN' VINE. YOUR LIPS, SO WARM AND SWEET AS WINE.
Stay awake, don't rest your head. Don't lie down upon your bed. While the moon drifts in the skies. Stay awake, don't close your eyes. . Though the world is fast asleep.
We lived our little drama. We kissed in a field of white. And stars fell on Alabama. Last night. . I can't forget the glamor. Your eyes held a tender light.
And now the purple dusk of twilight time. Steals across the meadow of my heart. High up in the sky the little stars climb. Always reminding me that we're apart.
How soon I will delight. How straight and good. Scorched by vibrant core. I'll sprinkle scrapings. Upon the lapping blue. No sooner than I return. Will my fruit turn the stink into sweet.
A hand to hold is enough to know. Theres someone who cares. Filled your cup to the brim. Gently let down your hair. . If the tears had made you blind.
Voldemort can't stop the rock. Voldemort can't stop the rock. . We all know that there is nothing we like more. Than watching the wizards rock it out like this.
My hands are red. Admittedly, the cross is mine. The time is come. Forsake the brine. Alone with the void for a thousand years. I am the first of the reptillian rocketeers.
It ain't easy bein' Harry Potter, it ain't easy bein' me. It ain't easy havin' a cool-ass lightening bolt scar. up on your forehead, for everyone to see.
I went down to the St. James Infirmary. I found my baby there. She was stretched out on a long, white table.. So calm, so cool, so bare. . Let her go, I said, let her go, may God bless her.
Lines were drawn, forces gathered. All at the foot of our bed. Planned attacks without retreats. . Spoke of war, rattled our swords. Brought out the great big guns.
Speak softly love and hold me warm against your heart. I feel your words, the tender trembling moments start. We're in a world, our very own. Sharing a love that only few have ever known.