: Here I stand head in hand Turn my face to the wall If she's gone I can't go on Feelin' two-foot small Everywhere people stare Each and every day I
: Well, I think it's time to get ready To realize just what I have found I've been only half of what I am It's all clear to me now My heart is on fire
: When a woman cries When a woman cries She can wash your world away When stars fill her eyes When stars fill her eyes You'll never know just what to
We drive through the red states, Atlantic on our right. Patiently waiting. Results are still pending. If this doesn?t happen tonight, it?s useless.
what people say I'm going all the way Any time any place You just call my name And I'll go (Chorus) Go when he calls me Go when he calls me Go when he calls
We meet for coffee and a cigarette and talk about how feelings get when we hear certain songs that hit the spot and put us in a world that's not. Sing
I can't light no more of your darkness All my pictures seem to fade to black and white I'm growing tired and time stands still before me Frozen here
with you I must be in love with you I think you're the reason I can see the water I don't feel so lonely That I hear the river On a night like tonight
I saw you That was all I had to see Why don't you Had to have you next to me From that moment I knew that you'd be all I'd ever need And there's a place
Well, I think it's time to get ready To realize just what I have found I've been only half of what I am It's all clear to me now My heart is on fire
the morning Thinking of the plans we made Oh, night calls Making night calls Let it ring The night calls Making night calls Oh, night calls Give up those night calls
Out Of The Rain, Under The Shelter I'Ve Been So Long Where The Sun Don'T Shine Standing At The Cross-Roads, Could Have Went Ither Way But Now I'Ve Found
Here I stand head in hand Turn my face to the wall If she's gone I can't go on Feelin' two-foot small Everywhere people stare Each and every day I can
When a woman cries When a woman cries She can wash your world away When stars fill her eyes When stars fill her eyes You'll never know just what to say
morning Thinking of the plans we made Oh, night calls Making night calls Let it ring The night calls Making night calls Oh, night calls Give up those night calls
that's why they call it the blues (Laughing like children, living like lovers) And I guess that's why they call it the blues And I guess that's why they call
Oíche Chiún [Silent Night] Oíche chiúin, oíche Mhic Dé, [Silent night, night of God's son.] Cách