I lie awake watching you. dark and drifting. away are you. you are my centre. you are my everyone. . perfect love is everything. and having love is. oh another thing.
Maybe we've gone too far. Another emotional tie on me. And I don't know who you really are. Putting my trust in you. Safe in your presence I will be. If I thought it was the thing to do.
She kept the beds made and stayed there all alone. Washed her clothes and hung them out to dry. Did things the same old way and though her kids were gone.
Remember when it was fun, to stay up all night long. We stayed out in the sun, until those summer days were gone. Remember dressing fine, for a crazy hometown Friday night.
That sad old train. Sleepin' on an old rusty track. She was from another time. Gone with the wind like the smoke from that old stack. . She brought smiles and wavin' hands.
Every time I think of you. I get a shot right through into a bolt of blue. It's no problem of mine but it's a problem I find. Living a life that I can't leave behind.
I dont know. Where or when it was over. And Ill try not to cry. One more time on your shoulder. . You were mine. And yours is all I wanted to be. In your eyes.
I used to cry over you. I lost my heart and there was nothin' I could do. I couldn't smile when you would leave. If you were mad I couldn't find the strength to breathe.
Heading for the Christmas (Harbour) Lights. Leaving trails of foaming white. Shadows fall from (?) underneath. . In the distance statues rise. Lit up by (?) lights.
You will never settle down. You'll be ramblin' all around. 'Til they put you in the cold, hard ground. You will never settle down. . You got leavin' on your mind.
Don't expect too much from my poor old heart. You can blame the unforgiven for my scars. You might just be the best that I can find. But I can't seem......
They go a lot of places and they have a lot of fun. Hill climbing in the mountains or for a desert run. Oh, when I get a little bike, now, you can just bet.
I used to see my Daddy every day. He used to race me in the Carolina sun. Back when he was a young man. And he could plow the fields until the day was done.
oh little river. are you giving in to me. giving in to me. . oh little river. are you breathing for me. . oh under the layers. linger with me. hold in the moment with me.
A man in the parking lot, down on his luck. Came and asked if I could spare a few bucks. I shoulda helped him, I shoulda cared. So before I fell asleep I said a little prayer.
I can't erase the miles or the lines on my face. There's no need for me to wonder where I might have been. I can't get nowhere without this lonesome road.
Soft lights moving in darkness, moving in patterns outlining life. Distant image of crystal like fingers extending into the sea. East of the sun, the blue web of tangled ribbons grow.
Hey little bluebird, how are you?. Is it fun to fly in a sky of blue?. Is it fun to sit and keep an eye on me?. As much as I enjoy to watch you in the summer breeze.
Fresh winds shadows lifting. Wide open welcoming hearts. Against the pink sky blackberry tangles. A circle of friendship begin under the stars. . And this is life.
Beach Blanket Bingo. Beach Blanket Bingo. Beach Blanket Bingo. That's the name of the game!. . Take a blanket, made for two now,. add a boy and a girl..