One, maybe not one Maybe you too Are wonderin' Wonderin' who Wonderful you Are wonderin' Child, child, child The child, the child Father of the sun Child
Don't you know, baby? The faster you get there The longer it takes you to leave And ain't it so That the nicer they treat you The more they're inclined
Boys, I've got the sign The pieces fit, the stars align Now the plan's unfurled We need the king The king of the whole damn world The punks on the street
Nighttime breaks and so does my heart It's beautifully broken in two Darkness falls, but the moonlight sparks Longing and yearning for you This is our
My baby she don't love me She's never thinkin' of me I guess I got My baby don't love me blues If it's true what I'm thinkin' She's on the town Slinkin
Someday, some way I've got a place I wanna go I don't know where I don't know how Someday, today I wanna let you know The time for us, baby is now Leave
The trouble train is comin' It's been rollin' through this town Since I don't know when The trouble train they call it And once you're on it You just
She came to me in early April She came like late spring Does sometimes My heart was taken so Like December snow Frozen in the chill of winter time But
Lonely Avenue, nothing left to do At least, no, not with you; I took it kinda hard. Lonely Avenue, take a stroll when you get the blues. You'll meet You
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos Everybody
so much to say, so little time the words ring loud and true bring forth the graceful thought of benevolence, brightness, and hue like others i sing with
Brian, the babe they called Brian He grew, grew, grew and grew Grew up to be, grew up to be A boy called Brian A boy called Brian He had arms and legs
Mga gabing nag iisa sa iyong pagtulog Gising ka nga at 'di dalawin ng antok Mga tanong sa isip mo walang sagot Nasasaktan ang puso mo at nalulungkot
't be wrong Just sorry it took so long Well baby, here's your song, here's your song It might be hard for you to sing along Well baby here's your song
Struck down you died, one December night Taken in cold blood, under Texas twilight The headlines all read, it was "punks vs. the jocks" As your killer
If the hand of time Were hand that I could hold I?d keep them warm And in my hand They?d not turn cold Hand in hand We?d choose The moments that should
love first touched me! All the happy days would never learn to fly, Until the hands of time would choose to wave good-bye! ~ theme from the television special "Brian's Song
There was a fire and I could not hide There was a fire so I jumped inside I got lost inside you And now I'm lost inside you And all of the love that
