I used to see in black and white. Never something in between. Waitin' on the love of my life. To come into my dreams. . Everything in shades of gray. Never any blues or greens.
You're not a rerun. Not just another one. You're a new friend. You just began. . Who's up tonight?. Who's girl gonna get picked up tonight?. Who's over now?.
Hark how the bells, sweet silver bells. All seem to say, throw cares away. Christmas is here, bringing good cheer. To young and old, meek and the bold.
I rode my bicycle past your window last night. I roller skated to your door at daylight. It almost seems that you're avoiding me. I'm okay alone but you've got something I need.
I was eight years old one Christmas Eve. I heard a great big bang in our chimney. I snuck down the stairs and peaked around the door. Our living room was a dance floor.
I remember that new pair of blue jeans. And man, your boots sure did shine. You had on my favorite cologne. I knew what was on your mind. . You picked me up in that Mustang.
Look at my shoulder,. I'm bound to need you.. Everybody says I'm wrong. Said,, I'm bound to need you, girl.. But everybody says I'm wrong. Everybody says I'm wrong..
I'm in a hotel room in California. Givin' it my best to give you up. I'm leavin' on a jet plane to New Orleans. You and me, we didn't see it comin'. .
(Deana Carter). . There's a tiny house with a little white fence at the end of Tucker Road.. Where a baby girl and her mother lived, many years ago.. Pretty as a Princess in thrifty nickel clothes..
1, 2. 1, 2, 3. . She was born at a rest stop on the Kansas state line. In the back of a Dodge in the summer time. Her momma named her Indiana like their license plate.
She's got wings that shine so bright. They keep her up most every night. Burning the candle at both ends. Livin' a lie up with all her friends. . Only heaven only knows what's up her sleeve.
I write you letters but I don't send them. I just can't figure out how to end them. I try to reach you, you're right beside me. There's something missin' and we can't deny that.
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We climb the trees that lead right up to you. Throw the leaves at cars and watch them fall. Of all the seasons I remember. I was waiting outside when you called.
A film eye, our hearts will grow. A hillside, the water's hold. Don't take me home, don't take me home. Within the waves, a sinking, sighing. I've seen and told, I've seen and told.
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So lately the sun it slips. Sedately, watch it dip. And tasting the air is thick. Awaiting for night to come. . Cos we are sold an aching hold to lose control.
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These maps are folded, these letters waiting. All written out but too late for sending. The pictures comfort, with equal aching. Just like the mirrors, just like the paintings.
The colour of night again is. As black as the waves that shake the rocks. Oh moon don't fade to a dim, tear a hole in fabric. To dance down on our skin,.