If I could look across the country. From California to New Jersey. Then I would count the parks and lake resorts. And number all the jets and airports.
There I was again tonight forcing laughter, faking smiles. Same old tired, lonely place. Walls of insincerity. Shifting eyes and vacancy vanished when I saw your face.
You would not believe your eyes. If ten million fireflies. Lit up the world as I fell asleep. 'Cause they'd fill the open air. And leave teardrops everywhere.
There were days when each hour was a war I fought to survive. . There were nights full of nightmares and I dreaded closing my eyes. . There were skies that burst open with a downpour to drown me alive.
Splash down in the silver screen. Into a deep dramatic scene. I swam through the theater. Or maybe I'm just a dreamer. Like a kite in the bright midday.
Good evening shuttle bus. Tell me where you're going to take us. Someplace that I have never been. It's chic transportation to new destination. Where I leave my reflection on the glass.
We were alone on the road, driving faster. So far from home, we were chasing disaster. Pour on the gas, til the car caught on fire. We had to laugh, as the smoke billowed higher.
Affection, the gifted architect. Is making a draft and beautiful design. The options and possibilities. Are endless when we connect and realign. Collections of books and documents.
I brush my teeth and look in the mirror. And laugh out loud as I'm beaming from ear to ear. I'd rather pick flowers instead of fights. And rather than flaunt my style, I'd flash you a smile.
(dementia, you're driving me crazy;. this is driving me crazy;. dementia, oh dementia). every light in the night flicker in and out. every bone in my back shiver up and down.
(dementia, you're driving me crazy;. this is driving me crazy;. dementia, oh dementia). every light in the night flicker in and out. every bone in my back shiver up and down.
Met a girl in the parking lot. And all I did was say hello. Her pepper spray made it rather hard. For me to walk her home. But I guess that's the way it goes.
I regarded the world as such a sad sight. Until I viewed it in black and white. Then I reviewed every frame and basic shape. And sealed the exits with caution tape.
Please take a long hard look through your textbook. 'Cause I'm history. When I strap my helmet on, I'll be long gone. 'Cause I've been dying to leave.
I am stuck in L.A.. Through the week and cant get away. And you're alone on the pier. In West Palm Beach on your holiday. . Stormy nights, re-awake. the stomach ache that I've acquired.
All the thoughts in my head spinning 'round like a hurricane. And life leaves me so confused. When I trip and I fall I collapse like a tidal wave. So I'm crying out to you.
verse 1: there's a calm surrender to the rush of day. when the heat of the rolling wind can't be turned away. And enchanted moment and he sees me through.
If I was a raindrop. Would you be my thunder storm?. It's cold so surround me. With rain clouds to keep me warm. . I feel like I'm falling. So darling, don't let me go.
So I walk alone. down the darkest roads. 'cause I've always known. how the story goes.. When the curtain falls. I'll be wearing thin. clawing at the walls.
That blonde, she's a bomb, she's an atom-bomb. Rigged up and ready to drop.. Bad news, I'm a fuse and I've met my match. So stand back it's about to go off..