"Hey, do you know me,. I'm a beggar on the street.. I know I'm good for something, if only for one thing;. Maybe to remind you that you have all you need;.
There is nothing I can do, if youre here to hear me cry. Nothing I can do if youre here to hear me cry. But my love will follow you, as the years go passing by.
(Sharon Anderson/Kristian Bergsnes/Bob Moulds). . I caught you glancing in a pawn shop window,. You caught me looking there too.. Just a little quarter-carat diamond,.
So here we are on the edge and looking down. It's here and now, the tick of time is getting loud. You can try, you can try. To have it any way that you like.
I think you might remember me, you used to know me well. Before you were introduced to fear and doubt. I was with you on the cold dark day when you were all alone.
(Dave Loggins/Kenny Mimms). . I remember when I was a little girl,. Growin' up livin' in my own little world,. Or so it seemed;. I had my dolls and dreams..
Line the room. Find a drink and drain the glass as fast as you can think to. The cheap perfume. In a room of people watching it intoxicates you. They start to play.
Stopped by today,. had a chocolate shake. down at Burger Joe's.. Took me back to. When I fell for you. At the drive-thru window.. Talked me into taking off early.
I find myself staring at the shelf. With a hundred boxes and I need some help. They all look the same and each seem to claim. That they're better than the other one.
I'm a collector of masterpieces. Totally into original things. And I've got priceless art hangin' on my walls. And I love the noise that creative brings.
And as a matter of fact. There's a time and a place we can both trace back to. Maybe a concert hall. Playing rock-n-roll or a hole-in-the-wall, too. .
(Lisa Brokop/Ron Harbin/Cyril Ranson). . Single-sided conversations,. Too much time spent alone.. Even though my heart is breaking,. You dont even know..
"Where you from?" he asks. "Oh no, that city I always pass". He told me he heard it's so hard to last. On a rising star, that seems to be sinking fast..
(Liz Hengber/Mark Irwin). he was a little too shy, a little too nice. I told my friends he ain't my type,. But that was before he kissed me. I never felt my knees grow weak.
It's the bed smell in a motel. From the nights that came before. Or when I can't tell what my money's paying for. Out of style or apropos. Run down or up to code.
Kyle is a cashier in the corner village store. Seven days a week he works. Just pushing on a cash drawer. The gambling debts and empty bets. Have chained him to this place.
Honey I've gone all out. And I've been broken in. And when it pours on me. I can soak it all in. . I'm alive. And my blood is pumping like a gas line.
You don't know, but you're on my radio. I hear you singing every day. All across these radio waves. . The second half of this record is scratched. But it still plays 'cause every song.
You might be sleeping when he calls. You might be dreamin' that you're in control. (no, no, no, no). He's only keeping you around 'cause. You keep on, you keep on.
Remember when I said I won't miss you?. The truth is that I do. I never stop thinking about you. Remember when I said I wouldn't care. If you walked out of my life?.