George Washington began a revolution. Which started something called the Constitution. Then all those pioneers with resolution. Progressed...Due West.
Living in the shadows. Hiding from the sunlight. Hiding from the one light. That might help to guide you. . Hiding from tomorrow. Hiding from the day.
It's the whisper of the rain when we're sleeping. The familiar way the scent of you clings. In the coolness of the night. It's the little things. . It's the honest way you ask how I'm feeling.
It's not a whispered word or a pretty phrase. It's not a touch it's not a gaze. It's not how we hold on but how we grow. It's standing by and letting go.
I've been a little reluctant to share my feelings out loud. I've never done well addressing a crowd. But love can't live in shadows. That's not what love's about.
It's time to hold my hand, and take a chance. It's time to pay the band, and start the dance. We hear the melody, we know the song. It's time I think, we're on the brink.
It's just another Saturday night. Livin' in the 90's. With Mr. Almost, not Mr. Right. . Tell me.... Where is the moonlight and. Champagne and roses. God knows it's the way love should be....
It's just another Saturday night. Livin' in the 90's. With Mr. Almost, not Mr. Right. . Tell me.... Where is the moonlight and. Champagne and roses. God knows it's the way love should be....
As we turn our lives. Down this complicated road. If you need a hand to hold. I promise you. . I will be your friend. Through whatever life may send. And I know that you will be there too.
In the cool dark night, here on my pillow. As the stars hang bright, over my head. I can hear a breeze sing in the willow. All the words of love we've said.
Long ago and far away. Before the world had come to this. I took for granted how my life would be. Assuming that my freedom would be free. . Before these evening shadows fell.
Don't know why I'm surviving ev'ry lonely day,. When there's got to be no chance for me.. My life would end.. And it doesn't matter how I cry,. My tears of love a waste of time..
If he never said hello. If his eyes had never smiled at me. What did he find inside my heart. That made him take a chance. Did he know what I was feeling.
I'll forget you. The more you stay inside of me. The weaker I grow. I'll forget you. . Tomorrow I will turn and let you go. I'll grow colder. I'll lose myself in anything but you now.
I like New York dear - You love L.A.. We've got nothing in common....they say. Oh, what a pair. It's like Rogers without Astaire. But when we're dancing.
Cathedral bells were tolling. And our hearts sang on. Was it the spell of Paris. Or the April dawn?. . Who knows if we shall meet again?. But when the morning chimes ring sweet again....
If it takes forever I will wait for you. For a thousand summers I will wait for you. Till you're back beside me, till I'm holding you. Till I hear you sigh here in my arms.
I was afraid to feel this way, to let down the walls. Take a chance I might fall. Then you swept those fears away. You had faith in me, in all I could be.
Day in and out what my life's all about. Are the things that you find far to boring. Washing and cooking and staying good-looking. While you get to do the ignoring.
I want you, what can I say?. I'm undeniably, reliably sincere that way. I need you, I must confess. The heart and soul of you the whole of you. . And nothing less.