dreaming On my own Nothing to do today Nothing I want to do Anyway I'll think of you For an hour or two And chase away the blues You chase my blues
Translation: Newfoundland. Midnight Melodic (Chase The Blues).
m dreaming On my own Nothing to do today Nothing I want to do Anyway I'll think of you For an hour or two And chase away the blues You chase my blues
before Then I know I'm left with nothing more Then my own soul When pretty pictures face back But your coats aren't hanging on the rack And blue water
She wears her butterfly on her wrist But she might as well cut it's head off She's holding different weapons To kill the ghost inside Or at least kill
Hello, I'm your martyr, will you be my gangster? Can you feel my trigger hand Moving further down your back? When you hide, hide inside that body But
There's just so many things You never needed to say Like I'm your other soul But you can love them all You're tears are meaningless They're written on
You better crawl on your knees Oh, the next to time you say that you love me, fall on your knees 'Cuz this time I won't be so kind, can't you see that
Listen as the wind blows from across the great divide Voices trapped in yearning, memories trapped in time The night is my companion and solitude my guide
Quote, you are my soul unquote Now does that sound familiar? Kiss the boy and make him feel this way Quote, well this is me unquote You have been so
Hey listen 'cause I'll only say this once Do you think that you could lose yourself in me? I could say I want to die by your side one day But I could
Hold your hands into the sky Pray for mercy instead of time Big cities' action, oh, my big city girl Think she builds her own heaven 'Cause she finds
There's a lit cigarette in the hand of my new angel She's blowing smoke like halos And now everybody wants her But I shouldn't even bother Because you
They won't want you for who you are So you should step outside your skin Something tells me, that we were meant to be But how can that be, you run on
We love our tragedies when we're broken in our own little ways We're broken but we fit together just right You know, I saw the black inside your eyes
, mmmm, thank you You're the first song that I've ever sung That wasn't the blues You're the first song that I've ever sung That wasn't the blues
Well, I was born a blue melody A little song, my mama sang to me It was a blue melody Sailing far away from me Well, there ain't no wealth That can buy
Well I was born a blue melody A little song my mama sang to me It was a blue melody Such a blue You've never seen There ain't no wealth That can buy
