need to talk of changing things But no one wants to listen It doesn't have to be like that It doesn't have to be like that It doesn't have to be like
be? Why can't we rearrange it? It doesn't have to be like that (One against one) It doesn't have to be like that (One against one) It doesn't have to be
' I'd been thinkin' my life's so hard And they wore everything they own, livin' in a car I wanted to tell 'em it would be okay But I got just got in my
I don?t know why I act the way I do Like I ain?t got a single thing to lose Sometimes I?m my own worst enemy I guess that's just the cowboy in me I got
They wouldn't let him play the opry With whiskey on his breath And it didn't take 'em long To figure out what they missed He went down that lost highway
gone astray I've felt the hand of the devil, felt his breath on my skin Dip me into the water, wash me again Can I still be forgiven for all of these
you the things you never felt Ohh, let me love you Oh, I want to taste your kiss Be the reason for your smile Touch the magic on your skin Be the one
(tom shapiro, steve bogard) I thought I felt you touch my cheek this morning But I must've been dreaming And in the middle of the night without a warning
Make another wish upon a falling star I'm gonna think again about the way it was I'm gonna close my eyes and forget about us I know it won't be easy
of a magazine, nothing but a paper dream Just another fantasy for sale Telling me what I need, what I should do, who I should be That stuff don't matter
some sleepy little town And set this circus down And set this circus down Maybe one of these days Gonna set this circus down Set this circus down Maybe
If I lived and breathed before you loved me, I don't recall If I walked around at all, it was in bits and pieces of a jagged heart You kissed me and every
I remember Sunday mornings Walking on the beach And that place we'd stop for breakfast With the old, red vinyl seats The hours of the tide chart The way
I thought I felt you touch my cheek this morning But I must have been dreamin' And in the middle of the night without a warning I thought I heard you
(steve bogard, jeff stevens) My body burns like there's a desert deep in me A thirsty soul so unsatisfied But there you are like a river to the sea The
locals, just barely getting by On the tips from the rich kids, there on daddy's dime But when I saw her walk in one night I knew that I'd be all right
