You're crazy 'bout lovin', I'm crazy 'bout love myself. You're crazy 'bout lovin', I'm crazy 'bout love myself. When I'm with you baby, can't think about nothin' else.
A time for summer skies. For hummingbirds and butterflies. For tender words that harmonize with love. . A time for climbing hills. For leaning out of windowsills.
Ah, the blues.. The ball and chain that is 'round every English musician's leg.. In fact, every musician's leg.. Tryin' to kick it off, baby?. No, no..
Once upon a time, a long long time ago. Wherever you would lead me, I would surely follow. Boy, you put me through some pain and misery. And now you're standing at my doorstep.
A time for summer skies. For hummingbirds and butterflies. For tender words that harmonize with love. . A time for climbing hills. For leaning out of windowsills.
And when I die and when I'm dead, dead and gone,. there'll be one child born and a world to carry on, to carry on.. . I'm not scared of dying and I don't really care..
All of me. Why not take all of me?. Can't you see. I'm no good without you?. . Take my arms. I want to lose them. Take my lips. I'll never use them.. .
You go out when you get ready. You come home when you please. You don't ever want to love me. Think it outta be all right with me. . Listen, when I try to talk to you, baby.
The falling leaves drift by the window. The autumn leaves of red and gold. I see your lips, the summer kisses. The sun-burned hands I used to hold. . Since you went away the days grow long.
It's a sign of the ages. Markings on my mind. Men at the crossroads. At odds with an angry scab. . There can be no salvation. There can be no rest. Until all old customs.
Dreams sprinkle on my mind,. Moments lost in time,. As the present passes by,. . My youth slyly slipped away,. with each passing day,. And I couldnt stop a thing,.
Alone Tonight. Senorita. Nice to meet ya. We show spend some time alone tonight. With your body I feel the heat. And all that I need is right in front of me.
Maybe I should tell you how I , how I feel. Cuz I ve been searching for something thats more real. But all you have inside. That makes you run and hide.
Today is just another day I went looking for you,. . every street corner every little thing I do. . Just another day, over my shoulder,. . and so far away another day older.
I was sittin' here thinkin'. My mind way, away. I had a good home. But my woman run me away. . Ain't that a shame?. Yes, ain't that a shame?. Woman, you gon'.
I found my April dream. In Portugal with you. When we discovered romance. Like we never knew. . My head was in the clouds. My heart went crazy too. And madly I said.
There's nothing left for me of days that used to be. There's just a memory among my souvenirs. . Some letters tied in blue, a photograph or two. I see a rose from you among my souvenirs.