There is a middle-aged woman, she's dragging her feet. She carries baskets of clothes to a laundromat. While the Mexican children kick rocks into the street.
Come on in, my weary friend. The welcome here is endless. . These fears of yours, like painted whores. They will not stay the night. If all your life you've done what's right.
She says she's read too many fashion magazines. She's forgotten what real love is like. And as the basement collects more kids off the street. They smoke themselves to death waiting for the band to begin.
Took the fireworks and the vanity. The circuit board and the city streets. Shooting star, swaying palm tree. Laid it at the arbiter's feet. . If I could change my mind, change the paradigm.
I wanna be the surgeon that cuts you open. That fixes all of life's mistakes. I wanna be the house that you were raised in. The only place that you feel safe.
Here is a scale, weigh it out and you will find. Easily, more than sufficient doubt that. These colors you see were picked in advance. By some careful hand with an absolute concept of beauty.
Two three four. . Let's go place some money on the order of the horses. Break the ribbon of that famous finish line. And we'll gather up our stash babe.
Virginia is almost sleeping. The night is getting older. There's static on the TV. She's lying on the sofa. The cats crawl over her. . Jenny is in the garage.
Summer girls they sure are fun. Get so golden in the sun. That they could block out any other thought. Dry your eyes and turn away. Cause there's nothing we can say.
I know I can't hide this fear inside. Still my friends understand. . Things have worked out. . Much as you had said. . Ain't no mystery what I need. Is understanding.
I dont know much about love. How it cures and frees the soul. Makes you whole and all that other stuff. . But I was kissed by lady luck. And I know that Im stuck on you.
Late in the evenin', down by the dock,. Watchin' the birds in the sky.. You and me walkin', wingcoed with song,. And watchin' your beautiful eyes.. . Oh-----we need another day,.
I'll be in your dream. If you'll be in my dream. Still you are so far away from me. So far away from me. . My love for you is a sin. If you're not there I never have been.
Now I think I know why. You sounded so strange on the telephone. Well, its hard when you discover. What keeps you going, keeps you all alone. . Our dream's so real.
I pulled over to the side of the road. I was feeling kind of sad, I was feeling kind of blue. And I walked across this farmer's field. And I looked up to the blue-white sky.
Looks like someone let you down. told you lies and you believed. took you out into their garden. and walked you through the weeds. . Sky come falling down again.
I don't know why I ever left you. But I'm sure it had to be a mess. Cause when I felt it falling around us. I thought I could only save myself. Sometimes I wish I could walk away.
You've got troubles on your mind. . Keeps you away from me. . There's no sense in denying. And I've cursed myself for the longest time. . And now I find I just don't mind.
Walked you to the corner, we stood beside the bus. And the tears rolled down our faces as the driver stared at us. Typical summer, that time of year. When you go back to Toronto and I stay here.
Where were you yesterday?. I called you up. No one answered. . The phone rings now. All the time. I pick it up. No one answers. . I know it seems like I just can't go ahead.