A case of you. . Just before our love got lost you said. I am as constant as a northern star. And I said, constant in the darkness. Where's that at?. If you want me I'll be in the bar.
Just before our love got lost, you said. "I am as constant as a northern star". And said, "Constantly in the darkness. Where's that at? If you want me I'll be in the bar".
Bows and flows of angel hair and ice cream castles in the air. And feather canyons everywhere, I've looked at clouds that way. But now they only block the sun, they rain and snow on everyone.
Woke up big this Chelsea morning and the first thing that I heard. Was a song outside my window. And the traffic wrote the words. It came ringing up like Christmas bells.
Funny day, looking for laughter and finding it there. Sunny day, braiding white flowers and leaves in my hair. Picked up a pencil and wrote 'I love you' in my finest hand.
I slept last night in a good hotel. I went shopping today for jewels. The wind rushed around in the dirty town. And the children let out from the schools.
Rows and flows of angel hair. And ice cream castles in the air. And feather canyons everywhere. I've looked at clouds that way. . But now they only block the sun.
Just before our love got lost you said. I am as constant as a northern star" and I said. Constantly in the darkness. Where's that at. If you want me I'll be in the bar.
Blue, songs are like tattoos. You know I've been to sea betore. Crown and anchor me. Or let me sail away. Blue, here is a song for you. Ink of a pin. Underneath the skin.
It's coming on Christmas. They're cutting down trees. They're putting up reindeer. singing songs of joy and peace. . Oh I wish I had a river. I could skate away on.
It's coming on Christmas. They're cutting down trees. They're putting up reindeer. And singing songs of joy and peace. Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on.
It's coming on Christmas,. They're cuttin' down trees. They're puttin' up reindeer. Singing songs of joy and peace,. I wish I had a river I could skate away on.
Willy is my child, he is my father. I would be his lady all my life. He says he'd love to live with me. But for an ancient injury. That has not healed.
Let me speak. Let me spit out my bitterness. Born of grief and nights without sleep. And festering flesh. Do you have eyes?. Can you see like mankind sees?.
I pulled up behind a Cadillac. We were waiting for the light. And I took a look at his license plate. It said, "Just Ice". Is justice just ice?. Governed by greed and lust?.
The story hit the news. From coast to coast. They said you beat the girl. You loved the most. Your charitable acts. Seemed out of place. With the beauty.
Once in a while. In a big blue moon. There comes a night like this. Like some surrealist. Invented this fourth of July. Night ride home. . Hula girls.
When morning comes to Morgantown. The merchants roll their awnings down. The milktrucks make their morning rounds. In morning, Morgantown. . We'll rise up early, with the sun.
Papa's faith is people. Mama she believes in cleaning. Papa's faith is in people. Mama she's always cleaning. Papa brought home the sugar. Mama taught me the deeper meaning.
Lesson in Survival. Spinning out on turns. That gets you tough. Guru books-the Bible. Only a reminder. That you're just not good enough. You need to believe in something.