Oh, Cinnamon Road. That's where we would go to try and feel better. Oh, hot summer breeze. The tops of the trees reachin' forever. . So you take all the things that you felt then.
Christmas time is here,. Happiness and cheer,. Fun for all that children call their favorite time of year.. . Snowflakes in the air,. Carols everywhere,.
Cold nights, warm hands. Mountains, flat lands. Your face. Nothing gets erased. And I feel like a change is on the way. . Once you held my hand. Wasn't long I saw you drift like sand.
Well, I feel alive like I never have. Because if I go, then someone will be sad. Because as someone said, well, I'd rather die. But if you can stay, then darlin' so can I.
All and all I guess that there's so many things. That we don't say and it's. What makes us sad I think sometimes. That makes us close but I don't mind, I don't mind.
Off ion the distance. A cool wind is blowing. I'm not who I was. And I'm not where I'm going. I'm so tired of knowing. That there's no way of knowing.
I'm going back to Salome. Things could get ugly if I stay. And I was just leaving anyway. I could sink or swim. But then again. I could go back to Salome.
Sweetness and light, you were right. Summers are gettin' harder. Days echo by, blood red sky. Chop wood and carry water. . We only do what we can. And there's a natural plan, you know.
Another plane went down today. In the Atlantic nine miles off shore. And every single black car. That goes by just might be yours. . I havent moved from this spot.
If losing sleep were any indication. Of the loving that I've missed. I would wrap myself around you. But how likely can that be when I feel like this.
The morning was wet. I wore your jacket. I walked your dog. To go get coffee. Where I ran into. Your last girlfriend. And we said hello. . She didn't like me.
New York City rain. Don't know if it's makin' me. Dirty or clean. Went for the subway but there was no train. And the tunnel was grumbling for repairs again.
Sleep, my love. And peace attend thee. All through the night. Guardian Angel. God will send thee. All through the night. And soft the drowsy eyes are creeping.
Go to sleep, baby child. Go to sleep, my little baby. And hush-a-bye. Don't you cry. Go to sleep, my little baby. . When you wake. You will have. All the pretty little horses.
Here I come. Cuz I dont know better. Im a thief and a sinner. Im a fool and a debtor. You got your pushin numbers. You got your pushin a broom. And whats lucky to some.
I've been thinking. About you and me. Maybe I was just. Seeing what I wanted to see. . You can call me crazy. But you know this time I swore. That I wouldn't run.
Good love, bad love. Good love yeah. My time, your time. My time yeah. . 84,000 different delusions. Take a ride in the car. 84,000 different delusions.
Well you gassed her up. Behind the wheel. With your arm around your sweet one. In your Oldsmobile. Barrelin' down the boulevard. You're looking for the heart of saturday night.
On this journey home. I will walk Your road. And I will not turn 'round. For another. . Make my pathway straight. Into Heaven's gates. And I will not turn 'round.
Take, me, make me all You want me to be. That's all I'm asking, all I'm asking. . Welcome to this heart of mine I've buried under prideful vines. Grown to hide the mess I've made inside of me come decorate, Lord.