You're coming up the walk,. You're banging on the door. The circuit's overloaded. And they're coming through the floor. . Let it run, let it run, let it run.
It was 9:29. 9:29, back street, big city. The sun was going down. There was music all around. It felt so right. . It was one of those nights. One of those nights.
Summer days, where did you go. You've let me down so bad. Clouds fill the sky, gone is the dream. My happy hunting ground. Wild buffalo played and I never saw a rainy day.
My, my Kuiama, she came in the morning. She smiled but the tears on her little face. Showed the pain that had been in that far off place. So sad, treated so bad.
I could paint your picture in the sky tonight. Your lipstick on the moon in pastel light. Baby, it's all a white. Honey, it's cold tonight. . So, oh, oh, kiss me red.
It's all making me ready. It's all doing what you gotta do. I know "A". I see my life come shine. Golden sunrise. Tragic day dream. I am so afraid --.
There's a fellow roaming round the street. I think most of all I'd like to meet. I must consider him a clever lad. Making like a young sir galahad. Everywhere I go I think he's been.
Falling through the endless sky. The signals dance upon the twilight. Calling out to reach someone. Who waits there in the lonely night. . Just for love.
I was standing in the jungle, I was feeling alright. Mmmhmmm, mmmhmmm. I was wondering in the darkness, in the middle of the night. Mmmhmmm, mmmhmmm. The moon began to shine, I saw a clearing ahead.
I wander through a town. A town I knew so well but it seems so strange. The wind blows cold. I remember when I thought your street was paved with gold.
It's over. It's over. It's over. . Summer came and passed away. Hardly seemed to last a day. But it's over and what can I do?. . Music playin' in the air.
They don't write songs like that anymore!. . You turn me off, and then you leave me in here. And then I'm scratching at, your door, begging you for, some more.
If you hear somebody knocking on your door. See somebody crawling out across the floor. Baby it'll be me. And I'll be looking for you. . If you see somebody climbing up a telegraph pole.
The people throwing pennies in my soup. Expecting me to be ashamed of you. Now my needs are growing and I'm groping round. I am really groping round. .
I spent some time across the waves. I've learned a lot of things I never could. I waved my magic wand over the past. I never understood. . It really doesn't matter at all.
Dear Jo, I don't know where to begin, so I'll just hello. Dear Jo, is it so much better now you're on your own?. Is it alright? You never believed in yourself.
Whooo-oo-whoooo. . This is my life I don't feel whole every night. I hear love, crying down on love so bright. . Tell me to hear. (I feel so good). How can you tell.