I need the warmth of your touch I've tried to let you know,. I'm locked in here alone, --Does what I'm feeling show?. I hear the music of your speech,.
They'll send him to the war-inspector. I'll be back tomorrow said he. when I will return again. we'll go to Mexico. they sent you to the war-inspector.
Sometimes feel at the edge of reason. I get strung out, feel like I'm going nowhere. And then you wind me up just like you did before. Gotta thrill, gotta chill, gotta spill, so I can rise again.
living it up inside a cloud of isolation. with all the people tryin' to be somebody else. (cut apart) an extra generation. (cut apart) forget yourself.
Livin' it up inside a cloud of isolation. With all the people tryin' to be somebody else. Cut apart an extra generation. Cut apart forget yourself. . Stand up, stand up, stand up.
(PIANO & GUITAR INTRO). when you're not around. I never wonder where it's at. it's never more than what we are as friends. . but if you come around. and look at me like that.
(GUITARS INTRO). . well, you walked that valley's grassy floor and climbed that hilly ridge. . you stood there naked stung with fear and tippy-toed on the edge.
Ooh, Jackie Blue. Lives her life from inside of her room. Hides a smile when she's wearin' a frown. Ooh, Jackie you're not so down. . You like your life in a free-form style.
In the beginning there was just You. You and only You. Tell me where You lonely. I can't help but wonder is that why the ocean's blue?. . You said, "Let there be light".
A soul full of anger but nothing to show. A world wrapped in cotton but nowhere to go. Obsessed by a woman that you didn't know. Don't turn around, don't turn around.
Looks like she came from the sixties. (Looks like she came from the sixties). Wearing flowers in her hair. (Wearing flowers in her hair). . Still in love with Sgt. Pepper.
Man it must be so cool,. Youre barely out of high school,. A seven album record deal,. That was no big deal alright,. Oh yeah.. . Too right youre always out of tune,.
Oh, to get ahead in this world. Takes a lot of kind words. And ruthless damning actions. And I hope, I never have to hurt you. Though I gladly will do, my friend.
I always looked up to the ones who walked away. Choosing themselves over preset ways. Of looking at a future that had no room for the questions they lived for.
I always looked up on the ones who walked away. Choosing themselves over preset. Ways of looking at a future that had no room for the. Questions they lived for.
Something breaks inside of you. With the spectacle of all the shows. With fifteen fights and your six bucks. Has gone up some promoters nose.. Jaded eyes see clearly, but only half of what's there.
This highway divides one more day,. They said it's suicide for me to run away,. How long will I survive,. I think to myself,. How far will this go,. Only they know,.
I'd look into your eyes but that's a cliche. I'd offer you the world but that's no fun. We could walk along the beach leaving our footprints in the sand.
There's a stool that waits in the corner of the corner bar. six nights a week. Til six pm that's when Crazy Jeff comes in. Between drinks and under his breath you can hear him speak.
A deal of pain he's taken. A pretty price he's paid. Got to join the forces. No need to be afraid. Good old times have gone now. He has to make a try.