He left home when she was seventeen. We came back to see her. She was older cold and even mean. Not like we remembered. . Out along the old road. Where the Indian Paintbrush grows.
You paint- a picture of your gods,. But theyre- just as stained as you are.. He wears - a disguise through it all. Only leaving you in the dark.. . When- the earth quakes.
Said hey little girl. Take me by the hand. Walk with me down this boardwalk one last. Time again. See those pretty pier lights. Hear those carnival sounds.
THEY CALL HER A HUNDRED DOLLAR LADY. I DONT REALLY KNOW WHAT SHES WORTH. BUT EVER SINCE SHE WALKED. INTO THIS HONKY TONK. IVE COUNTED ALL MY MONEY WANTIN HER.
Words & Music by. Ed Bruce and Donnie Blanz. . At the door at five a.m.. Off to bust my back again. And here you are, kissing me goodbye. Suddenly the day at hand.
Soft rain kissing the fallen leaves night wind harmonizing with whispering trees. Of pretty sounds I've heard the sweetest I think maybe. Is when she sings to the baby.
maybe i'm phony, baby. just like you. maybe i'm lonely and you're something to do. something to do. maybe i'm broken and i can't be fixed. misunderstood, misguided, misfit.
It must have been the way you walked. When you walked in. It must have been the way we laughed. At the host's expense. . I could see the hurt in you. And I know you see right through me.
i was born of misintention. and my future isn't fait. i was born to struggle in vain. girl you've seen the palace. put your lips on the gate. wished for more from the heavens above.
Die ganze Zeit drüber nachdacht. Die Sachen auf den Punkt gebracht. Frag' ich mich ob es genau so ist. Auf der Suche nach Entschuldigungen. weiß ich nicht, ob ich weiter komm`.
Let Your glory fall on me. All of my life I lay at Your feet. You are my everything. The reason I live, the reason I see. . You are my God, You are my king.
Hold me, just hold me please. Don't ask me, where I come from. Oh, what I cry these tears. Just hold me, hold me please. . Let me rest in the silence of your embrace.
Hey. (Ebba Forsberg lyrics&music EBOTH Production). . Hey. Ive got this notion. Ive got a foul player. Dealing for me. . Hey. My life needs unreeling fast.
Hey June, I can't believe. you going away again this far.. Hey June I can't take much more of this at all. Cause life was meant to be so much more than you are....
Notice the callous strong,. making his mark and so. Preys on the weakest one,. takes every path he knows. Rock beneath what's shown. Is the man who's undisclosed.
When I found Id hurt you, I was heartbroken. Lord, this is true; I didnt know how to come to you. Could it have been my pride, that darkness in my life?.
If you want Him just ask Him, Hell hold you. When you cant find your way Hell come to you. Hes the best kept secret if you only knew. How sweet it is when He holds you.
It takes the Lord to give a melody. It takes the Lord to give a song. Only He knows what we really need to help us carry on. He knows yes indeed, and He knows everything.
Strapped down and heavy. Tied up and bound. This weight I carry. This weight I've found. So, let me be the one to say. I've really had enough. . Downfallen on.
Hello, how are you?. Like your shoes, love your hair.. Hello, how are you?. Love that shirt, you look great.. Hello, how are you?. Love your pants and your smile..