(Jay Gruska / Robbie Buchanan). . Here we are again. Off and on again. Every year just slips away. We keep meeting here. No-one else is near. Still, there's always more to say.
Round. like a circle in a spiral. like a wheel within a wheel. never ending or beginning. on an ever spinning reel. like a snowball down a mountain. or a carnival balloon.
The look of love. Is in your eyes. The look your heart can't disguise. The look of love. Is saying so much more. Than just words could ever say. And what my heart has heard.
I saw the longing in your eyes. But I failed to see the anguish. You so cleverly disguised. . Your needs, I clearly read. But I never knew your true intentions.
I've been making moves in chains. wrapped around my hollow heart. the thought of you remains. I can't replace your face no matter how I try. and in the night I cry from wanting you.
I wear my ray-bans, driving in the car. Even on a cloudy day. She always says "man!, who d'you think you are? ". 'cause she don't see it my way. We are all sleepwalkers.
First one, it's a shock. Second helping, not good enough. Third time lucky and you've arrived. If you have any doubts try once more. . Maybe I was too impressed, he flattered, was blushing.
bread and butter tastes more like it could be cordon bleu. mona lisa's smiling like a cheshire cat. even johnny rocker sounds today like nat king cole.
when i look around it makes me wonder. am i worthy of the most amazing life that i've. been given. did not care before but i'm older. i see things in a different light.
Oooohhhh. Oooohhhh ya. Mmmmm. . Love can be a many splendid thing. Can't deny the joy it brings. A dozen roses. Diamond rings. Dreams for sale. And fairy tales.
Oooohhhh. Oooohhhh ya. Mmmmm. . Love can be a many splendid thing. Can't deny the joy it brings. A dozen roses. Diamond rings. Dreams for sale. And fairy tales.
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girl you wanna sex me. girl, why don't you let. you really turn me on. i think we could swing it. girl that's why i'm sayin'. baby you're the bomb. well it was just the other day.
Yeah yeah yeah. lala lala la. yeah yeah yeah. yeah yeah (×4). I would lock you up. But I could not bear to hear you. Screaming to be set free. I would chain you up.
I need to tell the truth. I can't lie anymore. I need to do what's right. I know that's what my life is for. I can't be quiet anymore. About what I'm supposed to do.
I believe one thing - you believe another. Doesn't mean I'm wrong. It just means each of us has the right to choose. Don't let anything get in the way of love.
(Written by Carole King and Gerry Goffin). . Time, don't run out on me. Gotta make you love me the way you used to do. Gotta get back the feeling and put wind in my sails.
You ain't nothin' but a hound dog. Cryin' all the time. You ain't nothin' but a hound dog. Cryin' all the time. Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit.
Hmm, 1993. Yo Liyah, why don't you do me a favor. Why don't you let all of the fellas out there know. That they got a thing that you like, yeah. Here we go, here we go, here we go.
Like a birthday card from the previous year. The weather in Chayco is sparkling and clear. The girl lies in bed, the boy sits in the yard. He wants to talk sleep but he has to keep guard.