There she is, white light. Descending like the color of rain. July or fall, one thing will never change. . Down and out you've found. This city has you on your back.
(Written by Kevin Griffin). . There she is, white light. Descending like the color of rain. July or Fall. One thing will never change. Down and out you've found.
I can still recall. The way you looked that fall in your favorite dress. The day before you left. And since that time, I wrote a simple rhyme. . Well, I miss you and the things you do.
Strong hands, big plans. All reduced to this. Hard won freedom. How could you've missed?. . Scared, are you?. You do it on your own. You do it on your own, we all did.
and i'm wearing yr girl clothes. fishnets not pantyhose. maybe i should i suppose. but i thought that no one knows. look in the mirror what do i see. a pussy just like me.
hey there boys, you look pretty cute behind that computer screen.. this is anastia.. you look pretty cute in all yr make up.. fake ballet dancer.. she said i'm a poser fake ballerina, she said i'm a.
I was young, I was just sixteen then. When you came up from Burma one day. And you told me to pack up my suitcase. And I did and you took me away. . I said, "Do you work nice and steady.
Long ago and so far away. I fell in love with you before the second show. And your guitar just sounds so sweet and clear. But you're not really here, it's just the radio.
It was a hot afternoon. The last day of june,. And the sun was a demon.. The clouds were afraid.. One ten in the shade,. And the pavement was steamin'..
Here she is, direct from the convent. Miss. Dixie Leonard. . I was alone on a shelf in a world by myself. Oh, where could my prince charming be?. But a man came along, made my life like a song.
Ooh, oh. Strangers in the night, exchanging glances. Wondering in the night what were the chances. We would fall in love before the night was through.
Daybreak. How can I ever leave this place beside you?. You were the only one I ever cried to. The night is through. . Now it's heartache. I got to get home before he sees it's daybreak.
Where, where did you go when everything went wrong, baby?. Who did you run to. To find a shoulder to lay your head upon?. Baby, wasn't I there?. And didn't I take good care of you?.
Once I was a sentimental thing;. threw my heart away each spring.. Now a spring romance. hasn't got a chance.. Promised my first dance to winter.. All I've got to show's a splinter.
Once I was a sentimental thing;. Threw my heart away each spring.. Now a spring romance. Hasn't got a chance.. Promised my first dance to winter.. All I've got to show's a splinter.
From Bette Midler's Live At Last CD. I was in the woods last night with my boyfriend Ernie, and he said to me "Soph",(he always called me Soph),he said to me "Soph, these woods sure are dark I sure wish I had a flash light", I said to him "so do I Ernie. You have been munching grass for the last ten minutes.".
There was a child named Bernadette. I heard the story long ago. She saw the queen of heaven once. And kept the vision in her soul. . No one believed what she had seen.
Candles in the window. Shadows painting the ceiling. Gazing at the fire glow. Feeling that gingerbread feeling. . Precious moments, special people. Happy faces, I can see.
Last night I heard you calling. I heard you calling out a name. I did not know. Woke up and tears were falling. Yes tears were falling all around. "MY BED OF WOE".
She weaves secrets in her hair. The whispers are not hers to share. She's deep as a well. She's deep as a well. . Another day wastes away. And my heart sinks with the sun.