Can't get going. Fear is showing. On this lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely. Street of dreams. . There's no telling. What they're selling. On this lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely.
Oh you foolish pretender. Somebody's calling your name. Foolish pretender, oh won't you surrender. The rain, the rain?. . All those colors are changing.
I'm a soul drifter. And I'm out of this town. Ain't no use hangin' round. You see. My heart was broken. My part was spoken. Now the ground has opened.
I woke up in the middle of the night. With you on my mind. With you on my mind. I can't see you any more. But it don't mean I'm blind. . Sometimes we fantasize.
The nighttime filled with the cold winter chill. The rain is music on my window sill. The days are short, the nights are long. Won't someone show me where I belong?.
Little children out in the rain. Slipping and sliding covered in pain. Bodies broken soaked to the bone. Little children going on home. I know I know someone's gotta make.
In the late of the evening. With the cold in my eyes. I'm a madman out on a bad man route. Looking for paradise. She says slow down baby slow down. Now.
Oh you and I we sure can dream. Of conversations that might have been. I know that I treat you unkind. And long ago I lost my mind. And even after all these years.
Why do these thoughts loom so large on me?. They stay and stay for day after day. And won't disappear, my hair's turning gray. . But she smiled sweetly, she smiled sweetly.
Well, it's a long, long time. From May to December. But the days grow short,. When you reach September.. And the autumn weather. Turns the leaves to gray.
Dancing ever changing desert sand. I was burned by the touch of her hand. The setting of the sun scares me to death. I'm a shadow. Shadow. Shadow of the west.
Written by Red Hayes & Jack Rhodes.. How many times have you heard someone say,. "If I had his money, I could do things my way.". But little they know, it's so hard to find.
Just say we'll meet again. When the sunset spell is gone in the wind. Please say we'll meet again. . Everyone sees a tear in the seam. But talks about the weather.
Soldiers of fortune they do conceal. Everything they're afraid to show. Everything they once gave now they just steal. Oh, but the seeds we sow. . Soldiers of fortune in paradise.
summerland in my past. days were full and i knew it would last. i never thought there was anything else but you. summerland. the wind is getting cold.
There's a thorn in my side. And I feel like I'm standing in the middle of a battlefield. Oh Lord, I try. . I walk through sunshine rain. In every forest there's a snake.
I don't wanna do this anymore. I really wanna do it. . I don't wanna do this anymore. I really wanna do it. . Hello, I didn't mean to hide my feelings from you.
Ever since I was a little baby. Had the devil on my mind. Two dimensional Satan on the wall. And the thread would start to wind. . Hold me closer. Move aside Mr. Wilson.
Sometime. . Sometime, I want to give. Sometime, I wanna take, I want to take. Sometime, I want to run. Sometime, I wanna stay, I want to stay. . Sometime, sometime.
i dont care if youre sick. what can i possibly do with an american library. and a contract on you. ive got six broken soldiers in the trunk of my car.