Don't wanna be standing here. With this ticket for this outbound plane. Oh, I've been here before. Somehow this doesn't feel the same. Talk is cheap. So we could talk all night long.
We don't live on easy street. But it's home. Looking out on the open road. Where you'll go it alone. . To the last of our simple days. We'll wave goodbye.
We walk along the Hudson when it snows here in Manhattan. We've lived our lives so out of place. You touch my cheek and I do wonder how this happened.
You honk the horn on your Mercedes Benz. I've rolled up my window so you're honkin' again. Your stereo could drive the devil out. Hey, you drink too much and you talk too loud.
I found your letter in my mailbox today. You were just checkin' if I was okay. And if I still miss you. Well you know what they say. . [Chorus:]. Just once in a very blue moon.
On Grafton Street at Christmas time. The elbows push you 'round. This is not my place of memories. I'm a stranger in this town. . And the faces seem familiar.
Where are all the Satchel Boys. Selling books outside the Metripole?. Books to read in English, books of light and sorrows. Of this foreign land and they are gone and they've flown away.
I'm gonna open up the window and let in October. And roll up my sleeves in the rain. . Roll out on the freeway with a heart a little harder. Breezes gettin' cooler by the day.
Time is a shadow. Life is a dream. The only thing that seems real baby. Is you and me. . I'd think someday, I'd feel this way. Now it's hard to believe.
You can paint our names on the water tower. For half the county to see. You can spend your money on billboard signs, honey. If you feel the need. . I'll be impressed, but I like it best.
A boy walks by, then a young girl sighs. Whoa but he won't try, just to catch her eye. Rolls his sleeves with his cigarette pack and. Revs his motor at the traffic light.
Juliet waits at the border. Of a creek without a corner. Gazes into the dark. Was it the moon or only. Her fear of being lonely. That gave her leave of her heart?.
One grain of sand don't make a desert. A drop in the ocean is too hard to measure. One little lie doesn't mean you're a liar. One puff of smoke doesn't mean there's a fire.
Written by: Words/Joseph Deeb, Micky Braun, Gary Braun; Music/Joseph Deeb, Gary Braun. . She loved a party she loved a crowd. Now she wants nobody around.
I thought I knew what I was doing. I was wrong. Mistakes I've made and lived to tell. I tell them in a song. . I knew a river wide and deep. Her banks were very tall.
Send me a dozen long stem roses. I tell you what I will do. I'll bend them into a crown of thorns. And send it right back to you. . Your love, love, love.
I woke up without that empty feeling. And it stayed away all afternoon. Had dinner with some of my old friends this evening. And never once mentioned you.
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.
See that house across the street from this barroom, bottle. The people who live in it, I love so. So I come here every night and I pray that I'll see them.
(Lord they're on their way on their way). Saw a man an angry man killed his brother with his own hands. Brother laid on the ground sinner man you'd better kneel down.