(written by: Charlie Chaplin-Geoffrey Parsons-James Turner). . (NOTE: also known as "Theme from Limelight". and or "Terry's Theme"). . I'll be loving you eternally (eternally).
When I was a little child. I loved it when the circus came to my town. gathered in this great arena. all my fav'rites once a year in my town.. But my fav'rite of them all.
You wanna know where legends live?. At the rainbow's end I'll be there. There's a place in inner space. That's where I'll get to you. . I'm not the shy retiring kind.
There is a sea enchanted sea that only lovers know. It sings a song as it flows along with waves that whisper low. When love is true it will be endless and deep as the deep blue sea.
Long ago high on a mountain in Mexico. lived a young shepherd boy Angelo. met a young girl and he loved her so. rich was she. came from a very high family.
Written by Marty Robbins. . Out in the west Texan town of El Paso. I fell in love with a Mexican girl. Nighttime would find me in Rosa's Cantina. Music would play and Feleena would whirl.
The first hell rider came. On wings of plenty in the dark. Poured out his poison. And he blew away his mark. The fascist from the east is coming. Mothers, hide your sons.
Easy lovin' so sexy lookin'. I know from the feelin'. That it comes from the heart. . Easy lovin', everyday's Thanksgivin'. To count all my blessings.
We all have secret lives. In our secret rooms. Living in our movies. Humming our own tunes. . Living life in camera. When the night is closing dovn. Sliding into darkness.
I met a girl and her eyes were blue. Oh, what a girl as I love her true. I know that we will never part. Dream on she'll break your heart. . Last night we went to a picture show.
How happy is the human soul?. Not enslaved by dull control. Left to dream and roam an' play. Shed the guilt of former days. . Walking on the foggy shore.
Rest in peace she said. But I was not alive or dead. and yet the tombstone would be fed in plastic flower beds. . Don't insult me don't you cry. I'm as old as I am high.
Here I sit alone at the window. The rain falls down on the glass in the cold. All my life I've been waiting for this moment. It never came, maybe it never will.
I will not be pushed. I will not be stamped, defiled. I will not be crushed. I am not your only child. . I am not a freak. Object of your own desire. I am not ashamed.
Don't let the stars get in your eyes. Don't let the moon break your heart. Love blooms at night, in daylight it dies. Don't let the stars get in your eyes.
[B. Dickinson]. [Soundtrack-The Nightmare on Elm Street pt 5"]. . Honey its getting close to midnight. And all the myths are still in town. True love and lipstick on your linen.
(I wanna go home, I wanna go home,). (Oh, how I want to go home.). . Last night, I went to sleep in Detroit City,. And I dreamed about those cotton fields at home..
On and on. . Born in a mining town in 58. When black and white T.V. was up to date and men were still around. Who fought for freedom, stood their ground and died.
Dear heart, wish you were here to warm this night. My dear heart, seems like a year. Since you've been out of my sight. . A single room, a table for one.
The mark is on you now. The furnace sealed inside your head. Melting from the inside now. Waxy tears run down your face. . The whore that never told her tale.