She's set to go, she knows she's looking good She's got the dress, the boots, the attitude You're out the door, there's something in the air You know
Astair your glare is killing me Astair in skies of blue The signs you wear are making me So confused But the mountains and the trees Are they just what
I would shine just like a million suns if you'd just love me baby I'll be in your life again so baby, baby just say maybe Now here I come To dance around
Early in the morning clouds are dropping on my head Remind me the things, last night, I should have left unsaid So please forgive the words I use, my
I've been waiting, pacing along the halls Ever since you left here I've been cleaning, scrubbing the plates And weeding out the garden, dear I can't
Flowers are nice, flowers are pretty So I took a ride away from the city Stories I'd heard of mystery and magic Traveling caravans left me enchanted
You can count your friends for a little while And you can make them seem like they're all worthwhile Looking at the children and all of them worth Making
Sunshine, I'd really like to tell you Oh, my sunshine even though your skies are blue You're drying up my bed, how can I get any rest now? Sha la la la
are the songs that we sing We sing These are the songs that I sing We sing These are the songs that we sing We sing These are the songs that I sing To
My sweet rose [Unverified] the two of us grow I want you to know that nothing's quite as bad As it seems when you're so sad So remember my rose, remember
Float down stream, rivers of dreams Float down stream, catch your wings Heavens high, so you fly Catch your dreams in the sky But the glaciers have frozen
Can, can you spare some conversation? Can, can you spare some conversation? I need a yellow taxi cab today I need your taxi cab to take me away I need
Bottles of reasons I kept in the freezer Now they won't leave me Why won't they leave me alone? And with these old reasons Are bottled up feelings I
wars were sweet I've fed my lines, blank gutted words Our shadows running, filled up with thirst I found a way, the curtains part Failed songs sung
Civilized all our lives Not a breath The grass unmoved To sleep inside the stillness Without blood, without air All the stares Averting eyes This was
philadalphia... you're in my heart. i wrote a little song for you p-h-i-l-a-d-a-l-p-h-i-a youre fuckin sexy bitches wicked fuckin sexy bitches i love
you said And sometimes I find I catch myself letting you back in But I'm so tired of singing all the sad songs in my head The sad songs in my head, I
I write The best song of my life It's about time I did That courtesy to you Where are you now Can you hear the sounds As I try to write This best song
