Lying in my bed I hear the clock thick. And think of you. Caught up in circles, confusion. Is nothing new. Flashback, warm nights. Almost left behind.
What good are words I say to you?. They can't convey to you what's in my heart. If you could hear instead. The things I've left unsaid. . Time after time.
(J. Styne / S. Cahn). . Time after time. I tell myself I'm so lucky. To be loving you. I'm so lucky to be. The one you run to see. In the evening. When the day is through.
Fr.fr... fr... frustration!. Frustration. Frustration. . I have life. Ordinary wife. I have car. A favourite bar. I have job. A moderate wage. I get the pains.
(Originally by Cyndi Lauper). . Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,. And think of you. Caught up in circles confusion -. Is nothing new. Flashback - warm nights -.
Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick. And think of you. Caught up in circles. Confusion is nothing new. . Flashbacks, warm nights. Almost left behind.
She's a personality, enjoying popularity. For making movies Rated X. Posing for a magazine, picture in a limousine. Someone simulating sex. Never thought that she could be.
hanarerarezu ni ita yo zutto. minareteru keshiki ga atta kara. . itsuka mata kono basho e kitemo. onaji sora wo onaji you ni miete. utsukushii to ieru no ka to.
Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick and think of you. Turning in circles confusion is nothing new. Flashback to warm nights. almost left behind. Suitcase of memories,.
Drop the groove. . Time after time. I tell myself that I'm. So lucky to be loving you. . Time after time. You'll hear me say that I'm. So lucky to be loving you.
Time after time, you'll hear me say. That I'm so lucky to be loving you. . Time after time, I tell myself. That I'm so lucky to be loving you. So lucky to be the one you run to see.
What good are words I say to you?. They can't convey to you what's in my heart. If you could hear instead. The things I've left unsaid. . Time after time.
Time after time. I tell myself that I'm. So luck to be loving you. So luck to be. The one you run to see. In the evening when the day is through. I only know what I know.
Time after time. I tell myself that I'm. So lucky to be loving you. . So lucky to be. The one you run to see. In the evening, when the day is through.
I'm a poor boy, I'm a long way from home. I'm a poor boy, I'm a long way from home. What the others do, the world can't do me no harm. I'm a poor boy, a long way from home.
My mother called me to her bedside. These words she said to me. If you don't quit your rambling ways. They're gonna get you in the penitentiary. Gonna get you in the penitentiary poor boy.
Well if you've been a married woman. And things didn't seem to work out. Divorce is the key to being loose and free. But you're gonna be talked about.
Genevieve, genevieve...... . I went down to some backroom joint. Where I spent the night before,. Looking for the girl I love -. She left and wrote her name on my door..
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Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick. And I think of you. Caught up in circles confusion. Is nothing new. . Flashback warm nights. Almost left behind.