to let you know The letting go has taken place I have held the winter's son Become one set my pace Isn't that what we wanted all along Freedom like a
To place me in his life Will be hard and slow Does he want it need it I might never know The boy feels strange Oh, the boy has changed Looking from my
always right but I've never been wrong Seldom turns out the way it does in a song Once in a while you get shown the light In the strangest of places
my little one And remember that the only time is now Oh well, strange is the story your eyes tell me And quiet all the few words that you say So come and hold my
a friend can say is "Ain't it a shame?" Truckin', up to Buffalo. Been thinkin', you got to mellow slow Takes time, you pick a place to go, and just
What a long, strange trip it's been Truckin', I'm a goin' home Whoa whoa baby, back where I belong Back home, sit down and patch my bones And get back
d make a try And if the good times get you through I know the dogs won't bother you We'll be gone in moonshine time I've got a place they'll never find
was feeling like a stranger in a strange land You know where people play games with the night God, it was too hot to sleep I followed the sound of a jukebox
long to a lady I have known Farewell to my other side I'd best just take it in stride Unfaithful servant You'll learn to find your place I can see it
blew my mind And when I got to America, I say it blew my mind The Apollo Theater on a 125th street, the place was closed, it was pouring rain, I had a
another time Got a home on high Ain't nothing but a stranger in this world I'm nothing but a stranger in this world I got a home on high in another
my niggaz who don't care Floss like a bunch of young black millionaires Makin' ya run, me and my dunn, stackin' my ones Floss a lil', invest up in a mutual
now I find I've changed my mind The face of you My substitute for love My substitute for love Should I wait for you My substitute for love? My substitute
borders of our lives. And you read your Emily Dickinson, And I my Robert Frost, And we note our place with bookmarkers That measure what we've lost. Like a
night, until it's a new day Peaceful as a hurricane, peaceful as a hurricane Peaceful as a hurricane eye Peaceful as a hurricane, peaceful as a hurricane Peaceful as a
just a poor boy, though my story's seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises All lies and just Still a
all night and giving the days away And the music was flowing amazing and blowing my way On a cold December evening I was walking through the Christmas tide When a stranger