Every now and then. There appears a sign. That points just 'round the bend. To a place you'll find. . Covered in clover. The magic comes over you. Showing up right on time.
She drives herself through the streets. Watching eyes so blindly. Taking pictures she can't see or show. . On her mind is who to meet. Cautioning too kindly.
I'm gonna fight 'em off,. A seven nation army couldn't hold me back,. There gonna rip it off,. Takin' their time right behind my back,. . And I'm talking to myself at night, because I can't forget,.
What I wanted for us isn't nothing. Like the things we do to make us feel this isn't real. And although we both know that our egos go toe to toe. To show who really has the wheel.
Seems like all this time's been wasted not picturing what happens in so long. And I never think ahead too far, too long, 'cause what if I'm wrong?. You've always been there in some way, some form, but mostly looked past.
We're at two feet down. We're at two feet high. We can't create our scene. So why destroy our time?. . Think I lost my girl. But I'm running off. Spending most of my time.
Amar es jugarse la vida. Ser un blanco perfecto dejar las defensas rendidas. Amar es romper el espejo gritar contra el viento y sentir. . Cada mirada tuya rara es un pual que se me clava.
Sweet talking guy. Talking sweet kinda lies. Don't you believe in him, if you do he'll make you cry. He'll send you flowers. And paint the town with another girl.
A sunny disposish will always see you through. When up above the skies are black instead of being blue. Mr. Trouble makes our faces roll on not a smile.
I'm blue every Monday. Thinking only of Sunday. That's one day when I'm with you. It seems I sigh all day Tuesday. I cry all day Wednesday. Oh my how I long for you.
Gather roun' 'n hear my story. Oh boy. 'Bout the time when Jelly Roll was in town. (Stompin' it off, stompin' it off). He heard a local pianist. . What joy.
Shadows looking through an open window. Footsteps following wherever you go. Undercover eyes. Search to find the key to alibis. . Living in a hideaway, you can't hide.
Down on the corner there's a reason to smile. When those evenin' shadows fall. Some kinda feelin' that it's hard to deny. Once the neon lights start to call.
My, my oh the feelin' of the sound. Precious and real and oh that's nice. Whip up some steamin' jazz. The pot is on the stove it's cookin'. . Want some more we always save some.
Before the jungle closes in a letter to America. The candles are a cocoa hue. Inside the room of missing men. . 100 mercenary souls. Ohh. We are the army of the night.
So you say, it's a feeling I'll get over someday. So you say, so you say. I should try just to let the flame inside me die. I should try so you say. .
Snowfall. Softly. Gently drift down. . Snowflakes. Whisper. 'Neath my window. . Covering trees. Misty lights. Velvet breeze. 'Round my doorstep. . Gently.
She's a snootie little cutie. She's a pert little skirt. She's a knockout and a beauty and a flirt. Such a dapper little flapper. She's just cute as a trick.
Endless nights I'd play Solitaire. Imagining that you were here. One night flights, such heartless affairs. They froze the hopes of love in me. . You suddenly appeared.