People like us are never where they want to be. People like us suffer from their incapacity. People like us never trust the world they see. People like us are lacking self-security.
Between us I feel this undeniable thing. Between us so real this unavoidable thing. Between us I see this undefinable thing, between us. . Everytime you say the words it's real.
The evening sun shines on the sea. Forgotten dreams come back to me. A river run dry returns in flood. Running through my veins. Running through my blood.
Between us I feel this undeniable thing. Between us so real this unavoidable thing. Between us I see this undefinable thing, between us. . Everytime you say the words it's real.
The only thing that ever made sense to me. Is the world that I saw from an American movie. The only thing that ever made sense in my life. Ooh, is the sound of my little girl laughing.
Long ago it went out of our hands. We are believing in words that we don't understand. Trust in the media's honest appeal. And forgot to trust in what we feel.
Bound to a vow that you once gave. To keep that secret 'til they take you to grave. To all the world you show a smiling face. . But inside of you pain burns like hell.
Sunshine, look the other way. Bury me in kindness, safer way to say. Be mine, they'll never find us, they'll never.... . Say what lies behind. Say how it will end.
The only thing that ever made sense to me. Is the words to a song from an American movie. The only thing that ever made sense in my life. Ooh, is the sound of my little girl laughing.
Go, every time I go up, I eventually go down. But then I go back up and it seems like a round. I wish I could stay up all the day. But I know sometimes it wont go that way.
Home for the weekend, lookin' for a good time. Of all the numbers, you end up callin' mine. Ready or not, I think Ill give this a shot. I should know better than to give her what she wants.
Just another Monday morning. I'm pushing my way through the traffic jam. Nothing really seems to move. I'm trying to get ahead the best I can. . I start thinking about my life.
Gone on Wednesday. Back on Tuesday. Walk down the stream. And you float away, yeah. . Everyday now,. Black is the same now. But for you. You bring back light.
Fells like I'm going through the motions in the dark. in a worls that leaves me with an uninspired heart. . All I know, is I'm so tired. living life a barely feel.
This is a song about Susan. This is a song about the girl next door. This is a song about the everyday occurences. That make you feel like letting go.
I could've been easier on you. I could've been all you held onto. I know I wasn't fair. I tried my best to care. About you (about you). . I know I could've been a better man.
You're rushing, doing everything, anything on the verge. Not even thinking about what if you're doing is absurd. I don't mean to be the one to cut in.
Too many words, too many lies. I can't quite see the truth. When I look into your eyes. I feel I could. And I know I should. Step away, turn around. Let my feet hit the ground.
There's a willing crowd. In a distant land. Clinging to the words of their leader. . There's a censored press. Printing propaganda. Disguised as the truth for the reader.
If you feel, that you once loved. Too much to ever love again. Don't think nobody else. Feels the same or understands. . Half my life, I've been waiting just like you.