Sal was working at Nyro's nook in downtown. Selling articles of congress to these people downtown. He was pretty sleezy when I met him. A weasel in a poor boy's wool.
---------- ----. Wishing like a mountain and thinking like the sea. How it is to feel absolutely free. (The simplest things so hard to achieve). I want to be your watermelon, let me sing into your radio.
LOUVIN, I. / LOUVIN, C.. In that land across the sea there's a job for you and me. Though our presence there may not be found. We must stay standing there on the battle lines and pray.
I know you so well. I can tell by the sound of your voice. If you're really in love with me. And you are. You are. You know I can't lie. If I say to you 'baby, I love you'.
See the people walking down the street. Fall in line just watching all their feet. They don't know where they want to go. But they're walking in time.
Precious winter rose. Beautiful and rare. Precious winter rose. In the garden there. . Now there's only thorns. In the garden there. All of the petals are tattered and torn.
Midnight neons blur in drunken eyes. And flicker their mad, mad light. Fireworks fall like a floral arcade. It's a carnival tonight. . And I'm watching the party.
I go out walking after midnight. Out in the moonlight, just like we used to do. I'm only walking after midnight. Searching for you. . I walk for miles along the highway.
Transforming your mind from the inside out. Overcoming fear that made you doubt. Observing what is stored in the subconscious. Trusting what you feel with your gut responses.
Over the ground lies a mantle, white. A heaven of diamonds shine down through the night. Two hearts are thrilling. In spite of the chilling weather. .
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know. Where the treetops glisten and children listen. To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
Wake up, get out of bed. Said the voice in their heads. Today's the day, you're leaving. . Somehow, that same voice from the sky. On that magical night.
We welcome you. We welcome you. . The journey has begun. We're glad you chose to come. We're the children of the Sun. And we welcome you. . To the place where time and light are one.
(written by kevin griffin). (transcribed by ferlen david iii). . Discarded, left behind. Paper-cups and sour wine. Candlewax, tablecloth. Try to wash, it won't come off.
Every time I touch you. my heart skips a beat.. Every time I kiss you. I feel love from my head to my feet.. Somethin' deep within me, baby,. sayin' you should be mine..
When he held me in his arms. When he held me in his arms and said. "Baby, baby, baby, you are the only one for me". . When a man loves a woman can't keep his mind on nothing else.