The dead leaves of Autumn that cling so desperately. Must fly before the cold October winds. Their simple lives is ended. Must they be born to die again.
Try to understand. I'm not your ordinary man, still I can't deny. You go with me everywhere. When I'm dreamin', you still share my lonely nights. . Try to see my side.
Does the light of passion still burn bright?. Only love would know my imagination. Tells me I'm a pent-up fool in the deep end of the pool. Is the light of passion burnin' tonight?.
See the people walkin' up and down. See the people movin' all around. On the streets of my hometown, on Yonge Street. Longest street in the world they say.
Was it someone she met that's so hard to forget. Was it some kind of an ocean of changes. I don't remember where she said she would be. And since I don't know, let me guess.
Like crippled ships that made it. Through a storm and finally reached a quiet shore. The homeless found a home on Susan's floor. . Didn't feel so cold and tired stretched out before her fire.
Get out old Dan's records. Get out old Dan's records. We will Dance the whole night long. It's fun to play the old time songs. If old Dan could see us now.
There's a new wind blowin' like I've never known. I'm breathin' deeper than I've ever done. And it sure feels good to finally feel the way I do. I wanna love somebody, love somebody like you.
Oh Linda, you done me wrong. I'm gonna sing you a goodbye song. Sing the song that's most unkind. I ain't even gonna try to change your mind. . Oh Linda, you made me grieve.
Last July, I drank a bottle of Wolf Blass. And passed out in the tall grass on Portabello Road. Yeah, the sky was alive held you like a gemstone. Got lost on the way home and never told a soul.
The oceans of the world were the home of Big Blue. He was the greatest monster that the world ever knew. And the place that he loved best was the waters to the west.
Show me just what you're made of, paint it up on a canvas. Master creatures and make up for the world to see. Write it down in your black book, tuck it in, underneath your bed.
I think this time you've said enough to make me want to leave this place. Still I keep coming back for more of the same to fan the dying flame. Here inside these walls that seem to move a little closer every day.
The train pulled into Paris like a rocket to the moon. The stations like a circus, every face is a cartoon. Everybodys stoned on pride and drunk on cheap champagne.
Sitting by the harbor with a cup of tea. Oh so very English but that isn't me. Kicking out the larger and Duty-Free. Its akin to a fight with Muhammad Ali.
We've got to stay together. We've got to find each other now. That is how we can learn all about the other man's song. On the plains of abraham. When they sent the lamb to die.
Theres somethin' about you. Looks different now. These rhymes and riddles I can't figure out. Well, you smile and then you cry. And lady I cant tell. .
I remember when best friends were jealous lovers. Lyin' warm asleep beneath the covers, dreaming of belonging to each other. And so we tried, never too close, never too near, dyin' in time.
It's not fair, gotta stay, wanna go. I just sit there in my chair by the window. Watching the lights as the cars go by. Scratching my head, wishing that I.
The sky above is filled with stars, the road is long, no cars are in sight. With one hand on the wheel, I've been driving all day, I can drive all night.