She wakes and takes her place in line. And never bothers asking why. The mirror sheds no light at all. . The days turn into lesser days. Until there's only night.
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Yeah, you come around here knockin' at my door beggin' me. To take another chance on you. Well, you sure do sound sorry yeah, you sure do look sad. But there's a few things I won't do.
You can settle down in Mexico. Run away join a circus show. Whatever, baby it's alright with me. Take a walk in the pouring rain. Sky dive from a jet airplane.
The first time I held you close in my arms. I was sure that our love could survive any storm. I wish I could say I still felt the same. And what's causing these blues is only the rain.
Yeah, you come around here knockin' at my door beggin' me. To take another chance on you. Well, you sure do sound sorry yeah, you sure do look sad. But there's a few things I won't do.
You're not one to lose your cool. Almost nothin' rattles you. Oh, but it comes to love. Boy, you think too much. . When those little doubts arise. You over analyze.
Sometimes it seems like we're just. Going nowhere. Sometimes it feels like you don't care. I threw up my hands and say. It's just too hard and then. .
I'm sittin' in this traffic jam. 'Cause I took so long to find my keys. And left the house fifteen minutes late. . Puttin' on my makeup in the rear view.
The first time I held you close in my arms. I was sure that our love could survive any storm. I wish I could say I still felt the same. And what's causing these blues is only the rain.
Julie called me up at work. She said, she finally dumped that jerk for good. And now the wedding's off. . She said, she's gonna keep that ring. And maybe even hook that thing for cash.
You can settle down in Mexico. Runaway join a circus show. Whatever, baby it's alright with me. Take a walk in the pouring rain. Sky dive from a jet airplane.
We were born to mothers who smoked and drank. Our cribs were covered in lead based paint. No child proof lids, no seat belts in cars. Rode bikes with no helmets and still here we are, still here we are.
We were born to mothers who smoked and drank. Our cribs were covered in lead based paint. No child proof lids, no seat belts in cars. Rode bikes with no helmets and still here we are, still here we are.