Is this all a game?. I hate that you see me this way.. I am followed, I am lost.. Where I go, I'll never know.. . Was it a mistake?. Too many nights are left this way..
We'll base these lies on this one night for you. And out of the mold we'll rise, out of the mold. Take back what I own.. For you I'm alone.. . This household wreaks.
He had white horses and ladies by the score. All dressed in satin and waiting by the door. . Ooh, what a lucky man he was. Ooh, what a lucky man he was.
LOVER TO LOVER. (Keith Emerson/Robert Berry/Carl Palmer). . Tell me is there something that I should know?. Are we wasting time, have nowhere to go. Why do we say that everything's all right? We'll take the tears.
I can feel you leaving.. I can see you running out.. It's faith.. (Help me). I can feel you leaving.. It's a tale of what I don't .. Have the will to say,.
(emerson - lake - palmer). . Will you stand up or will you freeze?. That savage woman make you pleased. Turn your inside outside in. Still you don't know where she has been.
(Lake, Sinfield). . Lend your love to me tonight. Don't ask me who or what is right. I have no strength I cannot fight. Just flood my darkness with your light.
No matter... How hard you fucking try... These shots, they're never gonna take me... . No matter how hard you try,. These shots,. Oh, they'll never gonna take me...
The fear sets in, of knowing how short our time is. The shortness of stride, not a single excuse to prove that we were meant for this. . Everything starts to spin all at once.
Just a step cried the sad man. Take a look down at the madman. Hear the kings on silver wings. Fly beyond reason. From the flight of the seagull. Come the spread claws of the eagle.
In my dreams,. Time it seems,. Is pain without end.. Well I tried to find,. A place to hide,. My doubts about us.. . Now see it fall away,. We all become the same,.
My hands lie in vain. I won't let go but I'll walk away. but I've got this fear of flying. I'll pick myself up off the floor. . I'm still standing, I'm holding on this time.
Welcome back, my friends. to the show that never ends.. We're so glad you could attend!. Come inside! Come inside!. . There behind a glass. stands a real blade of grass.
Man alone, born of stone,. Will stamp the dust of time. His hands strike the flame of his soul;. Ties a rope to a tree and hangs the Universe. Until the winds of laughter blows cold..
Welcome back, my friends. To the show that never ends. We're so glad you could attend. Come inside, come inside. . There behind a glass. Stands a real blade of grass.
Man alone, born of stone,. Will stamp the dust of time. His hands strike the flame of his soul;. Ties a rope to a tree and hangs the Universe. Until the winds of laughter blows cold..
You loved it when my heart dropped, you paused, stopped, and walked away. Full of content that it went your way. . These cuts that I've caused are never too deep to heal.
Man alone; born of stone;. Will stamp the dust of time. His hands strike the flame of his soul;. Ties a rope to a tree and hangs the universe. Until the wind of laughter blows cold..