I'm walking down Broadway. Each foot step is a new love letter. I'm trying to make eye contact. With each and every stranger that I pass. . Thinking about the city.
I don't stand a chance in this fucked-up world. New school took romance and messed it up real bad. But your brand new eyes shrink me to a size. Make it hard to see my reality.
I wanna be a kid, you can nearly do everything. You can only not drive a car. I wanna be a kid, you can even bungee jump. When you are a kid. . And I don't wanna, wanna, wanna.
Oh, gypsy rose. I will wait for your sun to shine. Now you've got me goin'. Somewhere no one could find. . All in my life. It's the world that makes me cry.
I hear you're having a hard time as a hero. Being in a rock and roll band is nothing slight. I hear you got home and almost broke down crying. 'Cause you thought about the way you were last night.
Everybody hears. What they want to hear.. It makes them feel so big.. Secrets in their ears.. . Gossip, gonna get you down.. You can't stop it flying through the town. Yeah.
Lovin' you makes me wanna spill my heart and soul.. Lovin' you makes me wanna tell you things you've never been told.. Lovin' you makes me wanna write bad poetry..
Verse1:. I dont carE what you wear,. you seem safe and sound,. just cool it and DON'T forget about me when I'm down.. . Chorus:. hey,hey,hey,. you're the girl in between,.
I'll cross your path. You won't let me forget it. You can change your name. And make me remember it. . And they think that you're too much for words. But they don't know how to show it.
I've come full circle, I've come full circle.. . As I burned all the books I read. I recalled somethin' someone somewhere said;. "There's so much in us you don't see.".
I wanna know what he knows. I wanna feel what he felt. I wanna go where he's been. . I wanna know what he knows. I wanna hear your secrets. I want you and I want him.
Everybody wants the password. Everybody wants the green light. Everybody wants the eye drops. That make the colors of the future bright. But I dont need any answers.
[spoken]. 8 March 1998. dear mr prime minister,. to be honest, im kind of disgusted with the state of this country and i am. holding you directly responsible..
Back in the day when I was a teenager. Out on my own, fall in love with strangers. Oh no, desire, what are you putting me through. You looked beautiful in 1992.
He is a trucker burning the highway. His heart is strong as stone. Counting them yard lines passing them hard times. Riding that black top home. . You gotta fight, fight, fight, fight all the way.
One two three four. . Bop bop. Bop bop. Bop bop. Bop bop. Bop bop. Bop. . Care about the moonlight. And holding you tight. And asking my questions. Everyone loves a situation.
And its none of my business. I got a weakness, can I beat this?. The autumn leaves falling in the breeze. Are not my fault. . There's a storm over yonder, you gotta wonder.
Wind is cold alright back in Dallas. The neon light from the building lets you know you're home. You'd go way back when if you wanted to be my friend or you'd call me.
In the rain walking slowly. There's a light in your apartment. I don't know why, I ache for you. . And it's alright if you're undecided or. If you're scared that you might like it or.
I am empty and I'm tired. And I'm homesick and inspired. I can't know everything that you know. 'Cause I'm learning as I go. I wanna see your love, I wanna see your love.