I pin myself against the walls Stationed like a horse in stall Just wishing, they might call me art There I hung in the hall Collecting dust that's all
A hundred thousand reasons why I should walk away A hundred thousand more make me stay I'm standing in the shadows of this desire The longer I wait, the
a while, once in a while Love beyond reason Is a love so hard to find Love it can season you Make your heart a one track mind I will make you happy,
sweet I could drink a case of you And I'd still be on my feet, I'd still be on my feet I am a lonely painter I live in a box of paints I'm frightened
Like a bird on a wire Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free Like a worm on a hook Like a knight from some old fashioned
in my chair The smoke from my cigarette Climbs through the air The walls in my room Fade away in a gloom And I'm deep in a dream of you Smoke makes a
goes It's high time for a detour Hey yo, anywhere it goes It's high time for a detour Hey yo, told you before Tell you when I find a decoy Sittin'
that shine in the night A bird that sings in its flight A flower that blooms in the spring There's no such thing Love's like a cigarette You know
now, folks, feels sublime Now I'm a walkin', talkin' and a spinnin' I can't keep my face from grinnin' Things are roarin', soarin', oh what a feelin
And gives my head a spin With the answers backing one Whose world turns upside down Shattering the ground Other expectations Love beyond reason, is a
(Leonard Cohen) Like a bird on the wire, Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, Like a knight from
Gimme a kiss to build a dream on And my imagination Will thrive upon that kiss Sweetheart, I ask no more than this A Kiss to build a dream on Give me
... what a wonderful world. I see skies of blue... clouds of white Bright blessed days...dark sacred nights And I think to myself... what a wonderful world. The colors of a
a case of you darling And I would still be on my feet Oh I'd still be on my feet Oh I am a lonely painter I live in a box of paints I'm frightened by
Fabian Andree / Gus Kahn) Stars shining bright above you Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you" Birds singing in the sycamore tree Dream a little
Then lose your guy You can't lose a broken heart If you ever break up Then try to make up It's tough to make a brand new start Take a walk Think it over
Star that shine in the night A bird that sings in its flight A flower that blooms in the spring There's no such thing Love's like a cigarette You know
