How could she ever fool around. Don't know what she was thinking 'bout. While you were giving love. She let you down. Boy I know that you want to be alone.
Thank you, Lord, for what you've done for me.. Thank you, Lord, for what you're doing now.. Thank you, Lord, for ev'ry little thing.. Thank you, Lord, for you made me sing..
Thank you, Lord, for what you've done for me.. Thank you, Lord, for what you're doing now.. Thank you, Lord, for ev'ry little thing.. Thank you, Lord, for you made me sing..
I see nothing to be gained by explanations. No need to try to say who's right or who was wrong. No need to enter into lengthy dissertations. To make a long story short, she's gone.
I see nothing to be gained by explanations. No need to try to say who's right or who was wrong. No need to enter into lengthy dissertations. To make a long story short, she's gone.
Now that we're back together the battle is half won. We'll try to save a part of yesterday. I know it won't be easy but at least we have begun. There is no easy way but there is a way.
Thanks for what a little love you gave to me. And thank you for my escape from misery. I searched and found heaven and then lost it again. You were mine for a little while so thanks again.
Take my word for what I tell you. I have never lied to you. Pay no mind to what they're sayin'. I have never been untrue. Evil tongues in town. Continue to prat aloud.
First year med tech, 2AM. On the graveyard shift a call comes in. A senseless killin'. Blue lights flashin', white chalk line. I still get queasy but I'll be fine.
Here's one from last August. That came out of the blue. Says summer's been a scorcher babe. And I'm still hot on you. There must be 25 or more. You signed them every one.
You've been so disappointed. Never got what you wanted. Why love, don't you try my love?. . I've watched him tear you up girl. I think you've had enough girl.
Well my throat was dry and it was getting late. I was at this bar on the interstate. When this guy with this bird on his shoulder walked through the door.
I know you think I'm crazy, cryin' out lazy. Winning days are through. Am I mistaken? Have you been taking. More than you can use?. . By the way. The loser babe is you.
First year med tech, 2 AM. On the graveyard shift a call comes in. A senseless killin'. Blue lights flashin', white chalk line. I still get queasy but I'll be fine.
Here's something beautiful now smash it to bits. Save your little wheelchair, empowerment films. Save your swoons, I'm spoken for. It isn't pretty to think so but I can't feign interest now, oh.
Well, I was born a-kickin', Lord, bound to die the same. Son of a son of a man on the run, reared on raisin' Cain. Mama put lead in my boots to keep me on the ground.
Try Getting Over You. ( Written by Paul Nelson / Craig Wiseman ). . Well, I see you still remember our old number. No, there's noone here but me tonight.
First chapter, you stole my heart away from me. Made me believe true love could be. We were so close you changed my life. How could a love so strong not go right?.