Sure as the sun beats down. To whatever soul around. As sure as the sun is. I know what I'm shining for. Yes I know what I'm shining for. . Sure as the rain falls hard.
Sun's coming out on the hillside. Chasing shadows down through the valley. Sun's coming out. Heading for easy times. Bathing the whole side of town in a warm embrace.
She was not the girl next door. But the girl from 'round the corner. It was at the tail end of grade four. When she came to school one morning. . And all eyes were upon her as she took her seat.
More than once around. More than once so near. Left standing here to witness. Summer blowing town. . But it all works out. In it's own sweet time. What comes to mind is forgiveness.
Staring down these days ahead. And the days gone by. All these regrets. Best make room for love. . Seems we're always racing. With trouble too close behind.
So young. So young at the start. So strong that it left its mark. Upon our hearts. So young. . So strong. So strong we had no choice. We're pulled along by the ancient voice.
The world is a very small place. And before we know. We're back in our own space. . Some dusty things to remind us. All of our time on earth. How sweet and precious it was.
Strange how their love bloomed in the winter. Only to vanish in the spring. It never fails to make him shiver. To see the outline of her wings. . Where she made her last snow angel.
Several miles have come between. All for the best it seems. And just in case you're listening to this song. I will make it clear that I still love you.
Famous disappearing act. Kills 'em every time. The willing subject sneaks out back. And leaves her space behind. . Life is not a parlor trick. There's no slight of hand.
Well a bad day is when I'm up in the air. A better day is when I'm in repair. Like this it's always been. Oh but then again. I seem to recall a time when.
There's a portrait on my wall. A map of a friend. Confer to where I call. On whom I can depend. My imaginary back door. I have a saint Bernard. Oh my lord.
Long ride break lights. Static on the stereo. Pull my hair back, sunglasses. Everything's dusty roads.. . I don't know just what it is you want from me.
I was lost. And you were found. You seemed to stand on solid ground. . I was weak. And you were strong. And me and my guitar,. we strummed along, oh. .
It's the time of year with things growing wild. Love's found underneath the stars. Kids are playing in the backyard now. Catching fireflies in a jar. I am sitting on my back porch.
I'm not asking for much. But I need a little time to find. What it is I want. And is it you this time?. . I wish I could know you better. I wish I could know myself.
Hold me love,. I can't sleep again,. will I have to kiss your nose,. I wanna lay here next to him,. love,. I remember walking in the rain,. rain was falling on my hands,.
She's his yellow brick road. Leading him on. And letting him go as far. as she lets him go. Going down to nowhere. . She puts on her make-up. The same way she did yesterday.
Lipstick, pretty face and maybe you'll notice. Something different 'bout me, different 'bout me. Yeah you talk talk all you want, you pour your heart out.