I wanna go to bed With arms around me But wake up on my own Pretend That I'm still sleeping Til' you go home Oh I can't look at you This morning
Ask me where i go tonight i go back to today last year. Me and you had to make each other happier, now theres hope with everything. Its hard enough
I could put it down to being tired, Or coming home to an empty house, A passing moment, A little man - No one around to stop me writing to you.
No more trips to Grafton Street, No more goin' there, To see you lying still, While we all come and go. No more watching sunsets, It seems like
Walking home, burnt and red Sticky thin, he said let us go down in the woods can you be careful she said us 2 little gods with the world at our feet
I might have been a singer Who sailed around the world A gambler who wins millions And spent it all on girls I might have been a poet Who walked
Speeches won't be made today, clocks will carry on flowers wont be left in parks, work will still be done People wont be dressed in clack, babies will
Let's pretend that we'll be here tomorrow and i'll try for you to be a little more on time i know you need to say you know you've let me down but you
Some days I wanna, and some days I don't. Sometimes I can feel it and suddenly its gone... Some days I can tell you the truth and some days I just don
"I have returned to the northern skies" I have returned to the northern skies, Where the summer had not touched The clouds that pass above. Oh, and
We can make it rain again I'd feel like I belong Let's make it cold again I'm not ready and it's wrong We can put the outdoor chairs back in and lock
I found no peace In the lies that I've told, I'm only hurt by the blows that get withheld The sharper I get cut The harder I get held More that I
When you're stoned, baby, I am drunk We make love seems a little dazzler It's hard sometimes not to look away And think what's the point when I'm having
I didn't hear you leave I wonder how am I still here And I don't want to move a thing It might change my memory Oh I am what I am I'll do what I
I haven't really ever found a place that I call home I never stick around quite long enough to make it I apologize that once again I'm not in love
I just want to feel safe in my own skin I just want to be happy again I just want to feel deep in my own world but I'm so lonely I don't even want
Touch my skin,and tell me what you're thinking Take my hand and show me where we're going Lie down next to me, look into my eyes and tell me, oh tell
Danny is lonely Mary's in India now She said she'd call but that was three weeks ago She left all her things well, her books and her letters from him
