Yesterday morning when you told me. That you have never felt this lonely. I saw the sadness in your eyes. You told be how you feel disguised. . Confiding in me about the sleepless.
I see a swallow perched in front of me. Laughing with her eyes so sullenly. The I see a truck go down the way. No delivery for me today. . There's a man upon a little bike.
I've lived this day a thousand times it won't go away. And all I can see are the eyes of people I will never be. And it makes me ill the way. You love me still.
I only spoke to you that way. To get it through your haggard brain. That I could be so much more. I could be someone that someone would adore. . (chorus).
Showing your self. In an unusual way. I understand you now. Your secrets safe and sound. . Minding my own. Business is not something new. But it takes some self control.
Words fall like drops of rain. My lips are like clouds. I say so many things just trying to figure You out. As mercy opens my eyes my words are stolen away.
Come in base, I've land my ship on a planet here in space. This is the one they say is inhabited by the human race. And I'm going out to look around and see what's here.
There's mosquitoes on the river. Fish are rising up like birds. It's been hot for seven weeks now. Too hot to even speak now. Did you hear what I just heard?.
Gazing at the fire, burning by the water. Before he speaks the world around us quiets.. . With eyes as sharp as arrows and turning to the fire. He clears the air and cuts it with a feather..
Sunshine, daydream, walking in the tall trees, going where the wind goes. Blooming like a red rose, Now come on over sweetly,. Ride out singin', "I got you in the morning sunshine.".
Well, dizzy ain't the word for the way that you're making me feel now. Well, I need some indication, girl, if all of this is real now, tell me girl now.
Sugar Magnolia blossom's blooming. Head's all empty and I don't care. Saw my baby down by the river. Knew she'd have to come up soon for air. . Sweet blossom come on under the willow.
Sugar Magnolia blossom's blooming. Head's all empty and I don't care. Saw my baby down by the river. Knew she'd have to come up soon for air. . Sweet blossom come on under the willow.
When they come to take you down. When they bring that wagon around. When they come to call on you. And drag your poor body down. . Just one thing I ask of you.
All the years combine. They melt into a dream. A broken angel sings. From a guitar. In the end there's just a song. Comes crying like the night (wind).
1948, Xmas eve, with a full moon over town. Stagger Lee shot Billy DeLions. And he blew that poor boy down.. Do you know what he shot him for?. What do you make of that?.
Standing on the moon. I got no cobweb on my shoe. Standing on the moon. I'm feeling so alone and blue. I see the gulf of Mexico. As tiny as a tear. The coast of California.
Saint Stephen with a rose, in and out of the garden he goes. Country garden in the wind and the rain. Wherever he goes the people all complain. . Stephen prospered in his time, well he may and he may decline.