(Words Willcox / Music Bogen). Who are you?. Your skin cuts.. it bleeds. Then is clear before the new day is through. Who are you?. You've opened the door before I've rung the bell.
I'll keep riding it. I'll keep riding it. . Want to make some music to take me in and out of my head. Get into my grooving, tie him with my bodie instead.
I know this girl she's not too bright. But she's educated in bed all right. She's made seduction a work of art. A PhD with her legs apart. . She's got dreamy eyes, Lolita lips.
Written by Louise Goffin & Bill Olvis.. . I know babe, it's all right. Go on, I'd never ask you to stay. . 'Cause you run, you fight. And I never had to live that way.
Written by Louise Goffin.. . There's something good in the air today. Guess something good has to come my way. Look how the sun shines on the boulevard.
Seems like the other day. My baby went away. He went away. 'Cross the sea. . Seems like a year ago. I saw my baby go. And then this letter. Came for me.
What is the meaning of life?. I've asked myself so many times. Is there a reason I'm here?. I wish someone would make it clear. . 'Cause I'm living from day to day, feeling so far away.
I guess I fell in love too quick. Kinda got burned up by a red head chick. So I ain't tryin' go that route again. . I was rolling through a stop sign.
And there are stars on the ground so safe they never make a sound. And there are things and just in between our love for bigger better things. And I'm the ghost, yeah I'm the ghost, yeah I'm the ghost and you're insane.
She wakes up some days life is cruel. She's on a chain gang sittin' in a typin' pool. And her brain feels all dragged down. . The gossip flies, the coffee's stale.
Where did I misplace my faith?. Where did I set it down?. Which one, the day that I forgot. What this was all about?. . And I came so close. To throwing it all away.
Stop searchin', no need lookin' around. Got what you need, stop foolin' around. Everything you need, I already found. And it's so lovely I can't wait for you to see.
Once upon a day, you wandered my way. And lifted my nights with dreamer's parade. The puzzle fit perfect with storybook affect. But I needed something to make it complete.
And he's mean talking. Bean stalking icy man. My feet are walking over him. My sneakers in his hand. And with a picket for a knife. And a rocket to depart in.
I remember when we first met. Before I was invisible. I thought, I'd play it hard to get. Pretend I was unapproachable. . But somebody else came along and.