And we will find our way there,. live like delicates. . Before we go, you'll know,. the spotlight lives in all of us. . And it's the Oh. And we'll set the stage.
(Mike Greaves). . Little sister don't you cry. Lay your head down close your eyes. Your heart is aching. Mine is aching for you. Little sister don't you cry.
Oh getaway and don't come back. Who do you think you're fooling with lies like that?. You have dreams that set the rain on fire. Burning with a cheap desire.
Man it's been quiet in the bronx since kate rich got killed. I heard some kid wearin a mink. Fakin like he live in brooklyn squealed. We gon' need johnny cochran man, I'm tellin you.
Sly like a magpie's shared between the species. Something there glitters, the theft is made. Gold speckled waters, the source unfound. Slips through wet fingers back under ground.