What I feel, I can't say. But my love is there for you anytime of day. But if it's not love that you need. Then I'll try my best to make everything succeed.
In the town that I was born in. There rides a boy and a girl in love. And the answer came without warning. Just like an angel from Heaven above. . And they run down, more land into the neon night.
It's a feelin' you ain't had since your school days. One that blows off dusty memories. And the one voice of the faded and forgotten. Is screamin' like an eagle through the trees.
From all that is in me. I say these words with freedom on my tongue. I give to you all of me. In this crazy world, life has just begun. . No one can take that away.
Well, Johnny Mae and William J, hitched a ride from sunny L.A.. With a soldier who'd gone AWOL, stockade bound and they got off. In the Texas rain and they hopped a southern diesel train.
I met him on the cliffs. Of twin rocks, Oregon. He was sittin' on his bedroll. Lookin' just like Richard Brautigan. I thought he was an old man. He wasn't but thirty seven.
To Be With You. . I'll open my arms out wide, Welcome you into my heart. Hopin' that you understand, Girl I Love You. Tell you I'll never give up, no matter which rock comes between us.
tinseltown. snakes are crawling down the. boulevard of the fallen. --- come and call. let's just lay here. and dream the world away. . I don't wanna go downtown tonight.
I said something wrong it never fails. It kept us up all night. But time has her own way of showing today. In a different light. . Friends come and they go, everyone knows.
My time is your time. After all that you've been through. Can you hear me calling you. And this line that I'm walking time. It's pointing write to you.
If the timing's right. No need to worry about what's right and what is wrong. And if the market's right. We can sell the livin' hell out of your song.
There are blackberry brambles down where the railroads cross. And old timer trees wearing the spanish moss. No better place for a boy to get lost in a dream.
She cooks him ham and hotcakes. Five thirty every mornin'. . She does the dishes and. She irons his uniforms. . And she thinks. She might have loved him once.
Lightning slaying shadows. In the tremors of the night. While he creeps among the alleys. Bringing fear before the fright. . She sleeps in tattered trousers.
I woke up in a cold sweat. From a dream at 3 a.m.. I was drifting on a sea of shadows. The rain was whipping in the wind. . I saw a man, dressed all in black.
I fell asleep about 12:30 last night. With the remote held in my hand. I drifted off and I could see the light. I was dreaming of the promised land. I was dreaming of the promised land.
I talk to the lady with the steel gray eyes. While the sun is going down. And we talk of the things that we wish to know. But she's really not around.
I've seen love go by my door. It's never been this close before. It's never been so easy or so slow. I've been sooting in the dark too long. When somethings not right it's wrong.
Old Miss Johnston lived all alone. On the sorry side of town. Broke down cars and burglar bars. On the windows and doors. In case danger comes around.
Hold me down to anything. Anything that you see. I should walk away right now. I'll be there, so never mind. I'll be the one to fall. Waiting for you to look up at me.