From my window nearly everyday. I see that girl go down the highway. And I think she's tryin' to catch my eye. Standin' alone I see her drive on by. There she goes again with another guy.
(marshall crenshaw - glen burtnik). . There and back again. Didn't know what I was walkin' into. But when the feeling hit, to follow it,. Was all that I could do.
Don't wanna know about the usual thing. I never bother with the usual thing. And I only wanna shout, wanna jive, wanna feel alive. Do whatever I wanna do.
(m. crenshaw). . Here we go again, wasting each other's time. The look in your eyes, when they look into mine. Brings into view, the distance between me and you.
(bill page). . I'm in with the "in" crowd. I go where the "in" crowd goes. I'm in with the "in" crowd. And I know what the "in" crowd knows. Any time of the year don't you hear (gotta have fun).
I'm in with the 'In' crowd. I go where the 'In' crowd goes. I'm in with the 'In' crowd. And I know what the 'In' crowd knows. . Anytime of the year, now don't you hear?.
1, 2, 3, 4. . When we used to say goodnight. I'd always kiss and hold you tight. Lately you don't seem to care. You close the door and leave me standing there.
Terrifying love. Whoa, oh, terrifying love. Whoa, oh, terrifying love. I could never get enough. Of whatever she's giving up. . Terrifying love. Whoa, oh, terrifying love.
Only a month gone by. Now, and rumors start to fly. Well, I heard your name. And I felt so defenseless. . Now, we're one on one. In the light of the setting sun.
Television light. Shining through a hundred bedroom windows. I was out last night. Walking all around the streets that we know. . Tales to tell are behind every door.
I watch you cross the street among the midday crowd. You wouldn't hear me if I called your name, so I wait. I love to be downtown, that's where the good times are.
Well, you've gotta understand. I want to be your only one. 'Til the last star fades, 'til this wide world is through. 'Til that moment, I'll belong to you.
Every time you're leaving me. My heart's an open book. The truth is there for you to see. It's time to take a look. . And thoughts that never crossed my mind.
I'm trying to find the words. And write them in a letter. Maybe all the pain. Will go away. . I have so many questions. Living in my head. Wanna put them to a man.
Lyrics written by Mary Applegate & Marque. Music written by Marque. . She walks alone. She has no home. Guess everybody has their cross. . He needs to drink.
What will you do with the time that's left?. Will you live it all with no regret?. Will they say that you loved till your final breath?. What will you do with the time that's left?.
~Think of Me~. Packing my bags this morning. Was the hardest thing to do. But packing my bags was so easy. Compared to standing outside your door right now.
Words and Music by Mark Schultz. From the recording: Song Cinema, Track #9.. . He packed his bags when he was just 18. To see a world he thought he'd never seen.
Have you ever felt like you're starting to slide. down the side of a hill at the bottom where you will lose your mind?. So many contributing factors to hide.
Tormented to destruction by your own success. Compounded when you realise your shallowness. You couldn't get arrested everything's a mess. A curious situation that needs some redress.