Christina, where are you now. I long to be with you, please tel me how. How I can reach the stars in the sky. To be by your side. It seems like a million nights.
She was acting pretty, thought she owned the city. Someone should have told her pretty ain't a job. Now she begs for money, no one calls her honey. As she bothers shoppers in the parking lot.
Took you in the vineyard a couple hours after, I met you. Didn't need my passport, said I'd let you keep it forever. I hardly knew a thing about you. I got lost in Cape Town, in Cape Town.
Coastguard are you familiar?. High tides are not peculiar. And on the table is a yellow coat. On the table is a yellow coat. . Mummy tries. Bye, bye. Mummy tries.
Well, I heard you left your situation. I left a message, you didnt get back. I figured you hooked up with this one or that one. . Cats always land on their feet, I thought.
Take a look around and what do you see?. I see things as they are, no flowery meadow for me. A picturesque town in a picturesque world, no. I couldn't survive for a day.
Allen - Cox. Complete and utter.... Complete and utter.... When you talk and then you see it's all under control.. And you will never be the same. Never the same.
When the walls of Christianity begin to shake. When my life is in the balance, neither peace nor moral's wake. Telling me my life is easy, debauched and thirdly heaven sent.
Chains. Chains. . We console now, you and I. I said hold me there, hold me. Make the night roll magic, I will not fly away. So now make it, make it rain.
There's a blackbird perched outside my window. I hear him calling. I hear him sing. He burns me with his eyes of gold to embers. He sees all my sins. He reads my soul.
There's a void. You can't replace. You can try all you want, but it seems to haunt. Every pretty new girl's face. With bitterness. One it seems. Only feels so uncertain, just lights then curtains.
You said you heard me insincerely. And could see through me all too clearly. You saw me coming. I focused on the roads we drove. You closed your eyes and faked a sweet repose.
Held like water in your shaking hands. Are all the small defeats a day demands. 10-6 or 9-5 trying, dying to survive. Never knowing what survival means.
My confusion corner commuters. Are cursing the cold away. As December tries to dissemble. The length of their working day. . And they bite their mitts off.
if I'd dare to dance. she'd build a ballroom for me. and spike my drinks. to make it easier for me. she really impresses me. tough and sweet. yeah, that's my.
Well you can bump and grind. And it is good for your mind. Well you can twist and shout. Let it all hang out. . But you won't fool the Children of the Revolution.
I'm a perfectly normal lovesick individual. with a perfectly normal teenage devotion. They seem to be. so wonderfully clean. got to have you now. . I am the cherry man.
How many days gone by. I don't know anyone no more. I feel shy, going for a walk, sky blue sky. And [unverified], let them go. Can't see me now, I see the world and you.
You are the morning, I am the night. I was the only one left at the right time. And only I still call you mine. Only I'm still hanging on. . Blown by a strong wind.
It was the perfect night, everything was goin' fine. I was out with my baby, havin' a good old time. The hours seemed like minutes, passing by and by.