Ooo, let me be lonely. I'd rather be by myself. than with you acting holy. I want to be with the one. I want to be. or else I want to be free. Ooo, let me be lonely.
I'll cry tonight. night is the enemy. Poisons the memory. Martyrs it secretly. Midnight comes too fast. It comes too silently. The moon has no mercy now.
The days are okay. I watch the TV in the afternoon. If I get lonely. The sound of other voices, other rooms. Are near to me, I'm not afraid.. . The operator, she tells the time.
Blue sky by the ocean. I got a bluebird singing freedom. And I'm happy to be living. I believe I'm myself again. . No tears to cry him. No desire to linger here.
I'm leaving by night. I'm leaving alone. I'm leaving it lie. When you waken I'll be gone. I would not beg for me. As I would not beg for you. Though I'd like to be the one.
Anonymous autonomous will likely get the best of us yet. Before you disappear if you can lend me half an ear, I'll regret. If I treat you like a number.
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Bright lighs and promises. A pocket full of dreams. That's what they pay me to be. Gold lame' and diamonds. I am a hometown queen. Honey, would sing it just for me?.
I learned the truth at seventeen. That love was meant for beauty queens. And high school girls with clear skinned smiles. Who married young and then retired..
There's never much to say between. The moments of our games and repartee. There's never much to read between. The lines of what we need and what we'll take.
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She's back from Amsterdam. And I think the journey did her well. Her face has lost it's touch. The tell tale signs of loneliness inside. . But I love her still.
What are friends for, Jenny. What do friends fulfill. Why are friendships stronger. And the love affair I remember still. What are friends for, Jenny.
I learned the truth at seventeen. That love was meant for beauty queens. And high school girls with clear skinned smiles. Who married young and then retired.
I tried to give you love. That was ever flowing. I tried to give a love. That could be so true. But you wanted less. Than I had to offer. What was I to do.
Jenny was sitting in the lounge. She was talking to herself. Well maybe things like that turn you on. Maybe you felt that for yourself. . Well I'm a believer ya ya ya Oh Oh Oh X8.
Underneath the neon sign. of Harry's Bar and Grill. Someone hugs a bottle. to take away the chill.. Oh. but the wind still blows. carries his sleeping soul.
Between the lines, that's wond'rin' what to say, when you ain't sayin' nothin',. Between the lines, that's thinkin' about the silence that hides behind your smile,.
Would you like to learn to sing?. Would you like to sing my song?. Would you like to learn to love me best of all?. Anyone can learn the words. And the melody's so plain.
I gave a party. I said you could come. You showed up at your door. with all your leathers on. I said This must be wrong. It can't be right. How can you make love to me.