Something in your eyes. Makes me want to lose myself. Makes me want to lose myself. In your arms. . There's something in your voice. Makes my heart beat fast.
Way down, way way down. Way way down deep. You've got me way down, way way down,. Way way down deep. You're got me way down, way down deep. I wander with you in my sleep.
Something in your eyes. Makes me want to lose myself. Makes me want to lose myself. In your arms. . There's something in your voice. Makes my heart beat fast.
Something in your eyes, makes me want to lose myself,. Makes me want to lose myself, in your arms.. There's something in your voice, makes my heart beat fast..
Something in your eyes, makes me want to lose myself. Makes me want to lose myself in your arms. There's something in your voice, makes my heart beat fast.
Ooh, oh, hoo. I feel, I've got to hold on to your love, ooh. . Hey baby, thought you were the one who tried to run away. Ohh, baby, wasn't I the one who made you want to you?.
Let's gather around the campfire. And sing our campfire song. Our C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E S-O-N-G song. And if you don't think that we can sing it faster then you're wrong.
Let's gather around the campfire. And sing our campfire song. Our C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E S-O-N-G song. And if you don't think that we can sing it faster then you're wrong.
Hold me tight, don't say goodnight. And I'll let you know that I care. Wait a little longer, don't let me be. And I'll comfort you from the storm. . It's been a long night, tomorrow's another day.
In a rusted red Chevy with a heart full of glory. She left that night. A suitcase at the door open wide let the cold air come in. And then she asked me for a light.
There can only be one me. (Can't nobody, can't nobody do your body like me). There can only be one me. (Can't nobody, can't nobody do your body like me).
written by Randy Newman. © 1994 Randy Newman Music (ASCAP). . Something in your eyes makes me want to lose myself. Makes me want to lose myself in your arms.
I came so far for beauty. I left so much behind. My patience and my family. My masterpiece unsigned. . I thought I'd be rewarded. For such a lonely choice.
Getting sick of starting over. On the same. Argument. We could sit around and talk it over. Or take a trip. To clear our minds. At the entrance of Mount Wilson.
Do you remember all of those pledges. That we pledged in the passionate night. Ah they're soiled now, they're torn at the edges. Like moths on a still yellow light.
There's bills to pay and planes to catch. And my socks just never seem to match. But I'm alright. And every night I lie awake. And think I've taken all that I can take.
The first time I said goodbye, I thought I'd lost my heaven. And so I came running back to you. And I made a vow to myself, I'd never lose you again. The first time I said goodbye.
My ghosts and monsters. They wake me every night. Sharp teeth and bad breath. Whispering your name. . I'm not quite lonely. Feels more like scared to death.
I'm choking back the anger. As I'm hanging up the phone. You just called to let me know. You're doing fine. . Another civil conversation. I never raised my voice.
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