The long and winding road. That leads to your door. Will never disappear. I've seen that road before. It always leads me here. Lead me to you door. . The wild and windy night.
Picture yourself in a boat on a river. With tangerine trees and marmalade skies.. Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,. A girl with kaleidoscope eyes..
I once had a girl. Or should I say she once had me. She showed me her room. Isn't it good Norwegian wood?. . She asked me to stay. And she told me to sit anywhere.
When I find myself in times of trouble. Mother Mary comes to me. Speakin' words of wisdo-om. Let it be. And in my hour of dar-arkness. She's standing right in front of me.
[1,2,3,4!]. . Well, she was just 17. You know what I mean. And the way she looked was way beyond compare. So how could I dance with another (Ooh). When I saw her standing there.
Yesterday,. All my troubles seemed so far away,. Now it looks as though they're here to stay,. Oh, I believe in yesterday.. . Suddenly,. I'm not half the gal I used to be,.
If I fell in love with you. Would you promise to be true. And help me. Understand. 'Cause I've been in love before. And I found that love was more. Than just.
Words are flowing out like. Endless rain into a paper cup. They slither wildly as they slip away across the universe.. Pools of sorrow waves of joy. Are drifting through my opened mind.
Here come old flat top. He come groovin' up slowly. He got joo joo eyeballs. He one holy rollers. He got hair down to his knee. Got to be a joker. He just do what he please.
When I find myself in times of trouble. Mother Mary comes to me. Speaking words of wisdom, let it be. And in my hour of darkness. She is standing right in front of me.
Behind a window with no borders. I cry myself to sleep. And through these shades of mediocrity. I stand alone and weep. . And while the mirror reflection shows me.
Written by john lennon and paul mccartney.. . Well, she was just seventeen,. You know what I mean,. And the way she looked. Was way beyond compare.. I'll never dance with another.
well she was just seventeen. you know whot I mean. and the woy she looked was way beyond compare. so how could I sleep with another. when I saw her standing there.
just at the top of this hill. awaits happiness you. can find it if you climb it. i'm sure of it. . meet him at the corner. with your sorrow drop it. at his feet wake up find.