Listen to me. . You know how much you want him. You're tryin' to be cool about it, you're tryin' to be big about it. You're constantly just denying. You're like a moth to a flame, you hardly wait.
Listen to me. . You know how much you want him. You're tryin' to be cool about it, you're tryin' to be big about it. You're constantly just denying. You're like a moth to a flame, you hardly wait.
Into the traffic changing. A good friend I have had. Today, today he's leaving. Makes me sad. . My friend is starting over. There is a trembling. Today, today he's trembling.
You and me have a passion escaping the days that go by. Just our desire. Patronize a secret painted salon. Let us talk about the live, where the skins aren't out.
She's more than I could ever ask for. More than I deserve. Why am I the lucky one. Who means the world to her. She's the best of everything. Sometimes I think it's all a dream.
I know it's getting late I hear the mission bells. Parting is bittersweet but this is not farewell. As I give you one last kiss. Just remember this. .
It took me by surprise. When I saw you standin' there. Close enough to touch. Breathin' the same air. You asked me how I've been. I guess that's when I smiled.
My world is one long hot day in Georgia. Till the moon shines through the pines. And my world is sweet as the honeysuckle. Hangin' from the vine. . What's it like in your world, baby?.
You come home uncompleted. Down and defeated, feeling all alone. You think your dreams are passing by you. And deep down inside you, you're running out of hope.
I'll be seeing you. Hey, don't forget your coat. I'll be seeing you. Feels like it's turning cold. . I hate that you're leaving. With so much unsaid. And this strange empty feeling.
Where do I start?. Lying on a blanket underneath the stars. With your head on my chest. I always liked that best. . I hate how times flies. I still think back sometimes.
(Cyndi Thomson/Tommy Lee James/Jennifer Kimball). . Where do I start. Lying on a blanket underneath the stars. With your head on my chest. I always liked that best.
I feel a little bit jaded today. I did this to myself, I wonder why. A little bit faded away. I've had enough of your alibis. . Did I ever matter to you?.
She lays awake in a silent room. Holding his picture washed sliver by the moon. Oceans away he feels her sigh. So alone in the world tonight. . Freedom needs a soldier.
[Brooke (Urban Mystic):]. Love is a funny thing (oh yes it is). It can live through what people say. The only thing I ask (what you ask?). Is that you have some respect (I got it babe).
You and me have a passion escaping the days that go by. Just our desire. Patronize a secret painted salon. Let us talk about the live, where the skins aren't out.
I'd like to think this love will last forever. I believe we'll always be together. But if your heart turns cold. And you ever get the urge to go. . Let me be the last to know.
You used to say that we were cut from the same cloth. Ticking on the same clock, something fine. You used to say no fire burned as hot as us. Now youre saying goodbye.