Every morning you wake up alone. And you shake up your soul. But nothing stirs. So you take the love of whoever. you please. But you can't find no reason.
End of October. The sleepy brown woods. seem to. Nod down their heads. to the Winter.. Yellows and grays. Paint the sad skies today. And I wonder when.
(Disk 1 of 2). Across the vein of night. There cuts a path of searing light. Burning like a beacon. On the edges of our sight. At the point of total darkness.
One too many days. I've felt forgotten. And one too many nights. I've slept alone.. And every time I watch. the fruit turn rotten. I tell myself I'll.
You and I were lovers all along. We had a good thing going strong. And never doubted.. Lately, I feel changes comin' on. I know that I will soon be gone.
If there are any words. That we haven't said,. Let us say them.. I know all too well. How people's lies betray them.. More than ever. I'll wait for you there..
Hard days I'm travelling. Alone for too long. Ooh, I'm missing you. I'm always somewhere. Where I never belong. Ooh, I'm missing you. I'm moving so fast now.
Now that we love. Now that the lonely nights are over. How do we make love stay?. Now that we know. The fire can burn bright or merely smolder. How do we keep it from dying away?.
Every night I ask myself. That same old question: why?. And every day the answer. Seems more distant. I always knew the final. Truths lay just beneath.
Climbing a mountain. In darkness. Stranded alone on the ledge.. Every attempt that I make to hold on. Pushes me nearer the edge.. Sensing the changes impending.
Some say that love is its own. Love is its own reward. But I can't help but believe. There's got to be more.. A man needs a woman. To have and to hold.
An only child. Alone and wild. A cabinet maker's son. His hands were meant. For different work. And his heart was known. To none --. He left his home.
There's a ring around the moon. tonight. And a chill in the air. And a fire in the stars that. hang -- so near;. so near.. There's a sound in the wind that.
Dusty day dawning. Three hours late. Open the curtains. And let the rest wait.. My mind goes running. Three thousand miles east. I may miss the harvest.
Nothing lasts forever. I know that this is true. But I never knew how true it was. 'Til I was losing you.. Maybe I'm a dreamer. Or maybe I'm a fool. But I never thought.
Well there's too many windows. in this old hotel. And rooms filled with reckless pride. And the walls have grown sturdy. And the halls have worn well.
Lucky at love. Well, maybe so. There's still a lot of things you'll. never know. Like why each time the sky begins. to snow. You cry.... You're faithful to her.
I still recall the place. When I first felt yourgypsy wind. Playing on my face. That summer's long since gone. But gypsy winds have ways of staying on..
Slow down. Girl, what's the hurry?. Love can wait if you're worried. Then I'll try to ease your mind. You say we're losing time. But I've got to find.
Sometimes in the night I feel it. Near as my next breath. and yet, untouchable. Silently the past comes. stealing. Like the taste of some forbidden. sweet..