Eyes that send me. Chasing after feelings that I lost one day. Why befriend me, when the brandy tells me. What they want to say. Playing big protector is a grand disguise.
Everybody looks so ill at ease. So distrustful so displeased. Running down the table. I see a borderline. Like a barbed wire fence. Strung tight, strung tense.
Blue, songs are like tattoos. You know I've been to sea before. Crown and anchor me. Or let me sail away. Hey Blue, THERE is a song for you. Ink on a pin.
Blue, songs are like tattoos. You know I've been to sea before. Crown and anchor me. Or let me sail away. Hey Blue, there's a song for you. Ink on a pin.
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot. With a pink hotel, a boutique and a swinging hot spot. . Don't it always seem to go. That you don't know what you've got til it's gone.
They paved paradise. And put up a parking lot. With a pink hotel, a boutique. and a swinging hot spot. Don't it always seem to go. That you don't know what you've got.
They paved paradise. And put up a parking lot. With a pink hotel, a boutique. and a swinging hot spot. Don't it always seem to go. That you don't know what you've got.
See the stretching sun at dawning. Wipe the stardust from his eyes. Feel the morning breezes yawning. Telling me it's time to rise. Telling me it's time to rise.