There's a cat in the alleyway. Dreaming of birds that are blue. Sometimes girl when I'm lonely. This is how I think about you. There are times that I want you.
Everyone knows everybody else. Let's skip introductions. Talk on little Joe. His mother left for me to mind. a 100 a week. A lovely guy of 26. loves only the lonely.
One light. One light's all you need. to keep the dark out. One look. One look's all it takes. to put the fire out. Too close and he knew it. His knowledge cost him everything he had.
If the Devil had seen your dress. He would've changed his name. Put down his fork and moved up above. Why burn in hell when you burn for love?. I know what I mean but just don't say.
She wiped the hair right out of my eyes. Tempted me through with desire. I was trying my best at this stage. To set myself on fire. . Then she said hello.
I think I'm getting it right this time. I can tell by the way she grins. She put the postcards up on the head of our bed. I can see Algiers. . She says, "Don't the streets on Sunday look great.
How can I help you focus. When all you do is choke us?. Try looking for me and wishing for me. And kiss me softer than the rest. . How can I help you dream.
I'd never met her type, she ignored me and that's alright. Never to be friends or my body lie on her floor. Her father works, her mother works in exports.
He's got a four wheel drive. That he takes to Double Island Point. He's got a relationship with a woman. That he met in an Irish joint. . I know the land and the colored sand.
You sure got a funny way of hanging on to the Babylon. Of the always gone and getting it wrong. Because it makes no difference to anyone. That you had your fun in the burning sun.
I lived in seclusion for a couple of years. In a German farmhouse just drinking beer. And every morning, I'd wake up with a smile from ear to ear. . I had one contact to the outside world.
Like a ghost. A ghost of something old. It's cold and dusty in here. . And twenty years. And six feet down I'm told. I know your face. I share your name.
Lyric: Robert. . Remembered your name. Evidently, you've forgotten mine.. You know a lot of people. I know, a mind dulled by work and wine.. . I got hired but I got tired of draining the pool for you..
If the cliffs were any closer. If the water wasn't so bad. I'd dive for your memory. On the rocks and the sand. . I'd dive for you. Like a bird I'd descend.
What would you do. If I told you to run from him?. What would you say. If I told you to abandon him?. . I know you drink, you've had a lot to drink. Do you have to talk like that?.
The clouds are here. They aren't up in the sky. I cupped them with my hands. And reached up high. . I said to these clouds. "No more am I blind. I have to see straight.
I recall a schoolboy coming home. Through fields of cane. To a house of tin and timber. And in the sky. . A rain of falling cinders. From time to time.
A white moon appears. Like a hole in the sky. The mangroves go quiet. In la Brisa de la Palma. . A teenage Rasputin. Takes the sting from a gin. When a woman learns to walk.
Lyrics: Robert. my head fits. into my hands. I roll it around. and nothing comes out. by chance, we fight. by chance, struck a chord. we'll stand tonight.
You opened my mail out at the seams. Now you know I live beyond my means. Beneath my bed there's gold in the earth. Above the price that gold is now worth.