Here's another story. To unfold made of secrets left untold a young girl. Who said yes to the night found. Herself at the "hotel sunrise". "Room number twenty-five, please".
Tonight on a plane bound for Dallas. I see the bright lights of Tucson below. Shining on all of the memories. I thought I'd finally let go. It's been almost a year now.
In the clear. June lighting of a. Sunday morning she lies. . A soundless dream. Blows into her sleeping head. . The way she. Drops from her chaos. And slides to his smiling.
I said her love is my religion, is my religion, is my religion, is my religion. . Some have them Bibles, and some go to church. Well I found my heaven, inside of her.
I'm doin' the best I can, but Im startin' to understand. The best Ive got ain't getting me anywhere. I'm fightin' with all my might, but when Im alone at night.
A moonless night. On the first snow. Love wore a face. Charming but strange. Eyes without lids. You. . Time flew away. From here and there. I did not see.
Release the doves. Surrender love. I've paid my dues. My heart was born to bruise. . So I think of a child. When my wonder was cage free. Before I lost innocence.
(Keith Stegall). . I grew up in a tiny town. Sidewalks rolled up. When the sun went down. And we played in the street. Til my mom said come eat. In that tiny town.
Darling, you look dashing.. You see the flashing, you walk on by.. So depressed & modeling a pink dress.. Diamonds from your neck won't fly that high..
For miles. Only. Wind and water. Sweep. Roar. And now try to look. Through the mist. And.... Strain my eyes. To see what. Is behind. A fading memory. Little old.
In the darkest. You're the only light. I remember. . Tried your hardest. Made me feel alive. Now I can't forget ya. . What you found was a lost, lonely heart.
(Tim Johnson/Rory Lee/Paul Overstreet). . We don't like to go out shoppin',. We don't care what's on sale.. We just want to sit with a bag full of chips,.
Last night i fell. Ding dong dang. In a red glass of vine. I mean a glass. Of red vine. And i saw double. It was hard yeah. Ding dong dang. Try to walk walk straight.
It was no accident me finding you. Someone had a hand in it. Long before we ever knew. Now I just can't believe you're in my life. Heaven's smilin' down on me.
There's a shop down the street. Where they sell plastic rings. For a quarter a piece, I swear it. Yeah, I know that it's cheap. Not like gold in your dreams.
Vient le nuage. Un soir de demi-brume. Les cafs gonflent de fume. Le petit homme qui chante. Dans le verre de bire. Du plus bel abandon. Devant soi soudain.
written by Doug Crider, Verlon Thompson. The lights were hot and the beer was not. And the band was playin' loud. The house was full. But her eyes pulled me right cross the crowd.
The the cloud. Shall come. A misty evening. With the cafes swelling with smoke. Little man sings into. His glass of beer. Of the most beautiful loss. In front of him.
It's true that I'm a silver shadow. And that you are always on my mind. You, you need to get over here. We'll disappear. . Your secret's safe. And no one has to know I'm your getaway.
(Bobby Huff/Shane Minor/Danny Wells). . Stack of bills on her kitchen table. Out go the lights and off goes the cable. If she dont pay em by the 15th.