Come closer now. I know your desire is to be desired. Steal a kiss and, and call us friends. Distance is a thief in which you conspire. . Turn and time and time will tell.
Don't care how long you go. I don't care how long you stay. It's good kind treatment. Bring you home someday. Someday baby, you ain't gonna trouble. Poor me, anymore.
When you look into a night sky. You see the stars far away. You're seeing them because of the light. Which travels from them to you. . Now it takes time for light to travel here.
There's a voice on the phone. Who just called in to say. "Mr Jones isn't home. He'll be gone for the day". . So he pulls down the blind. To adjust his disguise.
There are unsmiling faces in fetters and chains. On a wheel in perpetual motion. Who belong to all races and answer all names. With no show of an outward emotion.
You should have seen him. Lying alone in helpless silence in the night. You should have seen him. You would have seen his eye reflecting in the light.
Just what you need to make you feel better. Just what you need to make you feel. Just what you need to make you feel better. Just what you need to make you feel.
Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah!. Some call me the gangster of love. Some people call me Maurice. 'Cause I speak of the pompitous of love. .
I've been living through changes. And I could swing for you. I can see the veins in my hands. Are showing through. . But if you disguise. What these things are doing to me.
Two blue lights. One's the blue light of the late night bus. One's the blue light of the moon over us. One's got the diesel fuel on her breath. One's got the damp taste of the earth on it.
In his organ solos, he fills 'round the keyboards. Knowing he must find the noisiest notes for you to hear. . And when I know that he's found them. I feel so good... but I still can't see.
Lookin' at the devil, grinnin' at his gun. Fingers start shakin', I begin to run. Bullets start chasin', I begin to stop. We begin to wrestle I was on the top.
Kick me Hardy. Without one sweet push from your shine covered boot. I don't think, I just know I'll be grounded forever-. More over turn me â?? you can hardly miss me.
You're just to marvelous. Too marvelous for words. Like glorious, glamorous. And that old standby amorous. . It's all too wonderful. I'll never find the phrase.
There's no moon today. Because of the yellow light. That hovers live a faint fur. Over the rooftops. Blocking the sky from sight. If you're never left in the darkness.
I was down in L.A. town, when our manager said "Jump". I through my close and my saxophone in a two by four bit trunk. I pushed it to the airport and run to the ticket line.
When you're alone with me. I know that this could be... . I can't help myself baby although I try. you're the flame that turned into a fire. And baby there's someone else in my life.
The Laird is arriving. He ran to the east. He stood in the courthouse. Pleading his case. His crime was a passion. An aching for peace. . And he 's not alone.
Put their shoulders to the big wheel. work their fingers. To the bone. Take their pleasures in the future, put it down and bring. It home. Walk around into the sundown, looking for an honest man.
She grabbed her coat. Walked out the door. She said "I won't take this no more". She left the only home she knew. Ledt searching for that something true.