Is there a hole in your heart. Or am I mistaken. I can see your capillary veins. You be the patient, I'll be the surgeon. Just like 1st Grade on the playground all day.
Tendency. Population. Dependency. Truth from vision. . In the highest of rooms. In the tallest of buildings. I sat uncomfortably. On an uncomfortable seat.
My parachute didn't open. and when my backup failed,. the pixie dust prevailed and I woke up next to you.. All I wanted was to hold you,. I was born in the city, and however.
If we try hard enough I'm sure we could forget it. Cause this black hearted wedding's enough to start a panic. We were clean for three days when you were running down the block.
As I exhale, I think of questions to ask myself. What's your plan? Do you think you're a man?. Has your small amount of success gone to your head yet?.
is there a hole in your heart. or am i mistaken. i can see your capillary veins. you be the patient, I'll be the surgeon. just like 1st grade on the playground all day.
From up high, you look so lonely and. When I talk to you alone you'll think. That guy he's the pick of the crop. And when you think about me your heart will stop.
I saw a sign by a pay phone. It said get in line so I did. . The nice cars they drive by fast. Suckin up many gallons of gas. Yeah, I wish I had a few.
When you're down, down low. And there's no place you can go. When you're down, down, love. You know that I am here for you. . You came into my life when I was broken.
She picked a fine time for leaving. And I thought we'd found a way. To make it alright. And I'll say honestly. She was no good for me. And what she gave to me.
She locks the bedroom door - lies face down on the bed. Hears voices down the hall - are they real or in her head. Pictures on the wall - reminders every one.
Beneath the white fire of the moon. Love's wings are broken all too soon. We never learn. Hurt together. Hurt alone. . Don't you sometimes wish your heart was made of stone?.
It's never been easy living with you. Dish of the season fishing for truth. But we got it rolling right on the track. Here's to the future with no turning back.
Long time gone. Just sitting here wondering why I carry on. I'm trying to find a place where I belong. (Do you wake up calling out my name). 'Cos it's easy to forget that's life a game.
Some believe in a life of leisure. Letting your body down. Take a chance on moment's pleasure. Putting yourself around. If you know that there ain't a reason.
Don't stop. Don't keep me hanging on. Keep it up. I've been waiting. All night long. Watching what you're doing. Seeing what you feel. I think I'm still confusing.
Stars in your eyes, little one. Where do you go to dream. To a place, we all know. The land of make believe. . Shadows, tapping at your window. Ghostly voices whisper will you come and play.
It's so sad. I never believed it would end this way. And it's too bad. There just isn't anything left to say. Two people drift apart. One moment in time it's too long.
I moved to this heavy-eyed hood. Where silence follows me down the stairs. To sink into the holes in the floor. And sigh up through the walls. . At dark he wraps his limbs around me.
"This night is cold" he said. As he turned from the dark. And moved towards the amber light that glowed ahead. "I'll come along" she spoke. Her eyes remaining on the snow that collected softly in her palm.