we fear the cold blackness that night represents and at dawn we watch the shadows flee the night yet our pleasure is muted before life's final event for
Come again Sweet love doth now invite Thy graces that refrain, To do me due delight, To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die, With thee again in sweetest
(Steve Morse / Steve Walsh / R. Miller / J. Aclin) You don't mind giving in to temptation as long as no one knows Your midnight invitation where your
and the prayer that is and it is answered with a breathe gods lips against our own we breath in we breath out he breaths out and sigh alive again
and the prayer that is and it is answered with a breath gods lips against our own we breathe in we breathe out he breathes out and sigh alive again
are dear to me They seem to bring you so near to me The sigh of midnight trains in empty stations Silk stockings thrown aside dance invitations Oh how
(John Dowland) Come again! sweet love doth now invite Thy graces that refrain To do me due delight, To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die, With
Autumn in New York, why does it seem so inviting? Autumn in New York, it spells the thrill of first knighting Glittering crowds and shimmering clouds
Autumn in New York Why does it seem so inviting? Autumn in New York It spells the thrill of first-nighting Glittering crowds and shimmering clouds In
in the tank They asked me for some collateral and I pulled down my pants They threw me in the alley, when up comes this girl from France Who invited
I invite you to my house it ain't just to say hi It's like I took candy from a baby the way you cryin' You fine, you sigh Never had nobody put it on
things are dear to me They seem to bring you so near to me The sigh of midnight trains in empty stations Silk stockings thrown aside dance invitations
cried Took off her glasses, let her hair down and sighed She told them all at work about her day How is it no-one came? Woe, woe Took the invitations
make me cry! I know your kind, make up your mind, cause I can't Read through the lines, you're making me sigh Why should I spend my time on you? Invited
number 1 I would never of intervened, just you n your son, N now I'm revelating, putting it all into a song I would never of invited you to any show I
[ Loretta Lynn ] I don't know your name I wouldn't know your face But you're right with the one I love out there someplace You have an invitation be free
Autumn in New York Why does it seem so inviting? Autumn in New York It spells the thrill of first-knighting Glittering crowds and shimmering clouds In
