Close your eyes and count to ten. Ill be there when you open them. . Close your eyes and count two three. Can you see mountains. Can you see trees. Can you see everything.
The first thing I remember knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin'. And the youngest dream of growin' up to ride. On a freight train leavin' town not knowin' where I'm bound.
You walk away from me tonight. Not knowing the real me. 'Cause you believe in all the hype. I just stepped out of a magazine. . Take away the glamor, the world, let it show.
I get the world's greatest feelin' just knowing that you're mine.. And knowing I'm your lover and your friend.. All I have to do is think of you and it happens every time..
Your ribbon in the summer breeze entwined in curls of gold. And the robin red brest's voice did sweetly blend. With a little schoolmate chior as they sang oh promise me.
WON'T YOU RIDE IN MY LITTLE RED WAGON. Writer Rex Griffin. . Won't you ride in my little red wagon. I'd love to pull you down the street. I'll bet all the kids will be jealous.
Yeah, yeah.... Oh yeah.... Yeah me.... Yeah its me.... Oh.... . (Verse One). Look at that sexy girl. The one walkin down the street. You wish you could meet her, oh.
(It's the Lord's way of saying goodnight). All the cares of the day are behind me and I know everything is all right. For that's not just a star twinkling bright from above.
Giant-Size Man-Thing number four. You are Eleanor. Don't say a thing. For me or for him. Just pretend. You are our friend. Until the end. . Don't speak, don't speak.
I'm just an ordinary girl. sometimes I'm lazy. I get bored. I feel happy. I get silly. and I choke on my own words. I make wishes i have dreams. and i still want to believe.
I fly. And I will never come down again. Not on your life. You may call me an automanienne. But I will continue to fight. I will continue my lonely flight.
So long we've been married last burdens we've carried. That fate kept us humble and made our love true. But plans that we'd make up someone seems to break up.
You wouldn't read my letter if I wrote you. You asked me not to call you on the phone. But there's something I'm wanting to tell you. So I wrote it in the words of this song.
I'll tell you 'bout my night on shore if you will lend an ear. I stepped into a cabaret to get myself a beer. A pretty girl sat all alone and needed company.
Don't put your red dress on for him. Don't put your red dress on. Don't put your red dress on for him. Don't put your red dress on. Don't be afraid of the dark.
I was ridin' Number Nine. Headin' south from Caroline. I heard that lonesome whistle blow. Got in trouble had to roam. Left my gal and left my home. I heard that lonesome whistle blow.
chorus:. I love to smell the ocean breeze, and feel the cold water, the feeling of the sand between my toes goes unwritten and the sunset reflecting all the colours of the rainbow off the water..