practicing politics As the businessmen slowly get stoned Yes they're sharing a drink they call loneliness But it's better than drinking alone Sing us a song you're the piano
I don't even know if I'll ever see you again Is it a choice that we even have? Bang bang down on the piano 'til I smash the keys Living alone with
put you from my mind. Recall those days look back on all those times, think of the things we'll never do - there will never be a day, when I won't think
most of all, was sitting round the shop, while this poor boy was sitting all alone, Sitting all alone Pondering times of sanctuary He was sitting taking his piano
to life And I blend with kings I'd never change a thing Who knows anything I don't know There are so many things I must leave alone Some strange person
alone would some how simplify my life but I really know myself know I'm going to miss tonight talking on the telephone having all the postage paid never
Hey, nice piano playin', Manilla Thank you, Miss M Whatcha doin' these days? Makin' records Really? Yes, really Do you still play piano for people? Well
When three become one And one becomes enough I'm blowing up Taking off Coming down I'm not enough It never starts It never stops A bell rings A piano
never never ever gonna leave again I'm a happy can't you tell ol' brother I'm gonna hold her in my arms for ever And she'll never leave again no never
understood Wanting though I never would Trying though I know it's wrong Blowing it to hell and gone Wishing though I never could Blow up the outside
Words & music: don henley ** chantal would occasionally play a piano version of this song (a top 5 hit for don henley in 1984) during her early performances
the highway, if you want to use it, can't make it alone Boogie Motel, Boogie Motel May be sleazy, but it's cheap and it's easy Between heaven and hell, yeah, you never
train I don't even know if I'll ever see you again Is it a choice that we even have? Bang, bang down on piano 'til I smash the keys Living alone with
re treating me wrong you're breaking my heart) The clothes that I wear are shabby and old but I'll never spend your silver and gold Each night I'm alone
me so but still I go for my love is sincere They'll never know I love you so it might bring shame to you I hurry home and cry alone cause I've got feelings