As she sits in the corner. Face to the floor. She dispels smoke from from her lips. And slowly floats away with it. Letting go of so much pain. Her tears are thick enough to stain.
Backstage to a hurricane. My dream is teared apart. My love has left me. On the stage feeling upset. When I'm Backstage,I feel happy. . Just knowing how different things can be.
Baby mine, don't you cry. Baby mine, dry your eyes. Rest your head close to my heart. Never to part, baby of mine. . Little one, when you play. Don't you mind what they say.
WWOZ is on in stereo. A string of flowers haloed around your head. Candle light. The ceiling fan. Curtains blow away and back again. Back again. . Don't wake me, I think I'm in a dream.
Extra! Extra!. Hey look at the headline. Historical news. Is being made. Extra! Extra!. They're drawing a red line. around the biggest scoop. Of the decade.
I can't tell you why the struggle to survive. Falling so hard. And all my senses lie, I can't believe my eyes. Keep on moving. . With all the blood that I can give I choose to live.
It's not the way you smile that touched my heart. It's not the way you kissed that tears me apart. Oh oh ohh many, many, many nights go by. I sit alone at home and I cry over you.
I really can't stay. But baby, it's cold outside. I got to go 'way. But baby, it's cold outside. . This evening has been. Been hopin' that you'd drop in.
Discarded, left behind. Paper cups and sour wine. Candle wax, tablecloth. Try to wash, it won't come off. . Ticket stubs and movie scenes. Dustin Hoffman has gangrene.
Now you can say what you wanna say, you can do what you wanna do. You can say your last goodbyes, don't ask me why, 'cause now I'm leaving too. . You can play your games again, but does it feel the same.
When the white bird flies. From your heart to mine. I surrender every part of me. To the tenderness. . Could it be the wine?. In your eyes stars shine.
(written by kevin griffin). (transcribed by ferlen david iii). . Discarded, left behind. Paper-cups and sour wine. Candlewax, tablecloth. Try to wash, it won't come off.
I'm just a woman, a lonely woman. Waiting on the weary shore. I'm just a woman, who's only human. One you should feel sorry for. . Well I woke up this morning.
You in your coat, writing a note. 'Dear Sal, I hope you'll agree'. Then catching a bus just after dusk. A one way trip to the city. . A cold water flat, a hot plate, a hat.
Well alright, okay, you win. I'm in love with you. Well alright, okay, you win. Baby, what can I do?. I'll do anything you say. It's just got to be that way.
You were standing on the corner when it all came crashing down. On your black shoes and your black hat. You pulled your black dress round. I suppose you should feel sorry but I see you're dressed in silk.
I stayed out late one night and you moved in.. I didn't mind 'cause of the state you were in.. May I remind you that it's been a year since then?. . Today the lanlady, she said to me,.
What is the meaning of thi life that we're leading?. That is the answer, within itself. There is no reason to start fighting what we're given. Yet we seldom see truth in our timeless youth.
You'll never know just how much I miss you.. You'll never know just how much I care.. And if I tried, I still couldn't hide my love for you.. You oughtta know, for haven't I told you so.