You came to me from out of nowhere. You took my heart and found it free. Wonderful dreams, wonderful schemes from nowhere. Made every hour sweet as a flower for me.
I always thought you were the best. I guess I always will. I always thought that we were blessed. And I feel that way still. Sometimes we took the hard road.
I am a poor wayfaring stranger. Traveling through this world of woe. Yet there's no sickness, no toil or danger. In that bright world to which I go. .
Well it ain't home. But it'll have to do for a while. Got a fold down bed. Two windows on the parking lot. Three plates in the kitchenette. A table and chair where I can eat.
Have you ever had one of those days. You wake up feeling good,. So good that you could take the whole world.. One of those day's when you just know. No matter what nothing in the world could go wrong..
O come, O come, Emmanuel. And ransom captive Israel. That mourns in lonely exile here. Until the Son of God appear. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel. Shall come to thee, O Israel.
It's the hour of ghosts I'm the soul survivor. You keep pushing me. To pull another all-nighter. Watching on these walls. Memory silhouettes. All the tender times.
I look at you and suddenly. Something in your eyes I see. Soon begins bewitching me. It's that old devil moon. That you stole from the skies. It's that old devil moon in your eyes.
There's a hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground. So many roads to the promised land. It's an endless song that makes a holy sound. There's a hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground.
Verse 1:. . Feel like i'm in a race man. running a race with myself. and i don't know whose loosing. that's a crazy conclusion. how do you sit, when the whole.
I bet you want a bargain, I hear you want to take cover. Running like a yawn from one mouth to another. You and I, we're blacktop rough, common as the dirt.
Don't accuse me of being without feelings. if you do you know that you're wrong. For it was you who was careless. and you drove me into another's arms.
I wonder what the power is that you hold over me. I never get to love you long just your memory. And I make a vow each time you leave that this will draw the line.
You've always put a torch to each and every bridge you've crossed. With each and everyone a little more was lost. I hope you take enough memories to keep you when you're gone.
On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross the emblem of suffering and shame. And I love that old cross where the dearest and best. For a world of lost sinners was slain.
Fancy girls out working honky tonk's a place these were a part of the good old days. When I used to swing on the south side of Chicago. Twenty first and Network was its beating heart the place with action first got it start.
Do I love you? Do I want you? Oh yes darling. Do I miss you? Long to kiss you? Oh yes darling. Do I need you like the flowers need the sunshine in the spring.
O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him. O come, let us adore Him, Christ, the Lord. . O come, all ye faithful joyful and triumphant. O come, ye , O come ye to Bethlehem.
Oh little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie. Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by. Yet in thy dark streets shineth, the everlasting light.
O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him. O come, let us adore Him, Christ, the Lord. . O come, all ye faithful joyful and triumphant. O come, ye , O come ye to Bethlehem.