(And that's what friends are for). And I never thought I'd feel this way. And as far as I'm concerned. I'm glad I got the chance to say. That I do believe I love you.
Jot some things down on a list. Under the header, "Things to Fix". It's wrong, I know. But I can't let go. . You were always quick to judge. Baby, you were slow to love.
Now leave your hand in mine. The heat takes me as divine. Seated here by my side. The day was into the night. Now is it you what I try not to show. . This must be rare.
There's nothing left for me. There's nothing there for me. So far as I can see. There's nothing left for me. . As a child I was told. We all possess a soul.
If it's not the end. then it's the means. That's your way. Of doing things. . All these simple melodies. Find their way into your memory. This will never be my song.
I get the ?, you get the line,. ? to the shine.. . Another shoes ?. ? you announce you. Uh, oh. Oh uh. . Such a ? you don't know with you ?. Take somewhere, mmmm, take somewhere,.
Oh, father time. That meter maid who lends one lively winking eye. We dance a borrowed jig while hiding from the fine. Oh, what I wouldn't spend to lend you mine.
And now I see technicolor. A movie-script lover. You chase me while I play the clown, oh. But then you know, oh. . I tend to stack the deck with wild cards.
Oh, father time. That meet a maid who lends one lively winking eye. We dance a borrowed chick while hiding from the fine. Oh, what I wouldn't spend to lend you mine, hmm.
a kumea kumea tata ria kumea kumea he. a kumea kumea tata ria kumea kumea he. . Toia mi te waka nei. . kumea a wai te waka nei. ke te tako touronga tako tora.
So I'm standing in a bullet. Staring down a greasy gun. And I'm rubbing people's shoulders. But I'm miles from everyone.. We're hugging without touching,.
Tell me if its true. Just tell me if its true. . This is the end of silence. Where everything begins. . Tell me if its true. Just tell me if its true.
Advising people not to travel far. Is that for real? Oh baby listen now. You may have hurt me all this time and yet im here tonight. . And if i feel something for you know, its all in my brain, it will go away somehow.
I left my heart in San Francisco. With some club kids on a crowded street somewhere. The sky was red and he said,. "Would you like to come be a part of my North American Dream?".
(People, people, people). . It's getting so lonely inside this bed. Don't know if I should lick my wounds or say woe is me instead. And there's an aching inside my head.
(People, people, people). . It's getting so lonely inside this bed. Don't know if I should lick my wounds or say woe is me instead. And there's an aching inside my head.
Tap dancing, falling over my own two feet. Hoping that you like what you see. In. . I'm tap dancing, making up the moves as I go along. Forgetting all the words to my song.
It's the "T dot L-U-V dash S-K-I". Came to rock the spot my flow's ill plus Trs Fly.. So may I? O.K. I will convey my skills then chill you know I keep it real!.
All I know. Is everything is not as it's sold. But the more I grow the less I know. And I have lived so many lives. Though I'm not old. And the more I see, the less I grow.
Meet me in a dream. Meet me in a song. Or in a melody. That lasts too long. But stop. Invading my thoughts. . Meet me in a crowd. We won't know if it's real.