I take a look around. I see an empty chair. No sign of you, I've given all I have. Look up to the stars. I feel you looking back. There's nothing left.
Ooh, oo. Run and break the chain I hope to get away some day.. To feel just what I want and to feel the hold you have on me.. Climbing up a wall I'm waiting for the weather to sway,.
I was born a country girl I will die a country girl. My world is made of blue skies and sunshine green fields and butterflies. I'm so glad I'm a country girl.
Now you say you're lonely you cried the long night through. Well you can cry me a river cry cry me a river I cried a river over you. Now you say you're sorry for being so untrue.
I only meant to love you, don't you know it, babe?. Why couldn't you be contented with the love I gave?. I gave you my heart and now you want my mind.
There's a happy childhood home in my mem'ry I can see. Standing out upon the hill neath the shadow of the tree. If I only had my way if I'd give my heart a thrill.
I made a trip to California just last week to get those castalians sounds on me. There on the corner of a parking lot was six kids playin' dirty rock.
Oh my God. This town, it feels like a headache. And all the words inside my mouth won't come through.. I've got this pain in my head that I can't shake.
What goes around. Comes back around. Seems that's the way. Heartache falls. . I learned to live. Without you by my side. But I prayed. For the day you'd call.
I am a cathedral. I have stood here through the years.. I have sung a thousand hymns and shed ten thousand tears. . My bells used to ring. to tell the hour to those near.
Santa Claus and mistletoe. Carols by the fire. Send a card and spread a little Christmas cheer. Silent night a fall of snow. Listen to the choir. Everyone is happy that it's here.
Every year I'd wait for the season. Only Christmas time can bring. I thought I understood the reason. For all the parties and caroling. . Every year I'd search for the meaning.
Hurry through the night. Past the shuttered houses. Towards a solitary light. Burning in the window. Near a figure in a chair. Always sitting there. Quiet as a prayer.
When we played our charade. We were like children posing. Playing at games, acting out names. Guessing the parts we played. . Oh what a hit we made. We came on next to closing.
Hurry through the night, past the shuttered houses. Towards a solitary light. Burning in the window near a figure in a chair. Always sitting there quiet as a prayer.
Coward. Why are you frightened?. So quiet. I can barely hear your lies. . Coward. Was it too hard for you. To simply tell the truth?. You are despised.