Say You Don't Love Him, My Salamander.. Why Do You Need Him?. Oh No, Don't Answer, Oh No.. . I'm Getting Closer,. I'm Getting Closer To Your Heart.. .
Down on my knees. I look up at the sky. Here I am again. although I don't know why. . Life is pain. I know this in my heart. I guess it's always been that way from the start.
Some days, when i'm awfully low. When the world is cold. I will feel a glow, just thinking of you. And the way you look, Tonight. . Yes your lovely, with your smile so warm.
In every heart there is room. A sanctuary safe and strong. To heal the wounds from lovers past. Until a new one comes along. I spoke to you in cautious tones.
Lyrics for: Piano Man. . It's nine o'clock on a saturday. the regular crowd shuffles in. There's an old man sitting next to me. making love to his tonic and gin.
Uptown girl. She's been living in her uptown world. I bet she never had a back street guy. I bet her mama never told her why. . I'm gonna try for an uptown girl.
Don't go changing, to try and please me. You never let me down before. Don't imagine you're too familiar. . And I don't see you anymore. I would not leave you in times of trouble.
Once long ago, all the faithful held a show. Down in Elvis Presley Blvd. on Memphis Radio. Where the hopeless held a vigil and the nameless played the charts.
You don't have to talk all night. I'm a man who can't say no. You don't have to twist my arm. Just point me where you want to go. . Take me to the action.
Everybody's got a million questions. Everybody wants to know the score. What you went through. It's something you. Should be over now. . Everybody wants to hear the secrets.
Blackout, heatwave, .44 caliber homicide. The buns drop dead and dogs go mad. In packs on the west side. Young girl standing on a ledge looks like another suicide.
Let me tell you a story. About a woman and a man. Maybe you will find familiar. Maybe you won't understand. . The man's name I don't remember. He was always joe to me.
Careless talk. That's what you heard about me. Jealous talk. That's what I heard about you. Everybody's telling lies. I don't even know why. Why can't people.
Let me tell you a story. About a woman and a man. Maybe you will find familiar. Maybe you won't understand. . The man's name I don't remember. He was always joe to me.
Here I am again. In this smoky place. With my brandy eyes. I'm talking to myself. You were the one. You were the one. . Here I go again. Looking for your face.
Here I am again. In this smoky place. With my brandy eyes. I'm talking to myself. You were the one. You were the one. . Here I go again. Looking for your face.
Some days when I'm far away. In a lonely room in a cold seclusion. Some nights when I'm wound so tight. There is no release, there is no solution. In hell there's a big hotel.
From a town known as Wheeling West Virginia. Rode a boy with a six-gun in his hand. And his daring life of crime. Made him a legend in his time. East and West of the Rio Grande.
Why can't I lay low. Why can't I say what I mean. Why don't I stay home. And get myself into some boring routine. . Why can't I calm down. Why is it always a fight.
Late at night. When it's dark and cold. I reach out. For someone to hold. When I'm blue. When I'm lonely. She comes through. She's the only one who can.