Maybe you want another world. One where heaven doesn't weigh so much. Maybe you'll find another girl. One you can feel when you do not touch. . Well I've got something.
Maybe you want another world. One where heaven doesn't weigh so much. Maybe you'll find another girl. One you can feel when you do not touch. . Well I've got something.
All the gang has gone home. Standing on the corner. All alone. . So you and me, streetlight. We'll paint the town gray. Oh, we are so many lamps. Who have lost our way.
There is a tree on Allenford. I drive by it each day on my way to and from work. And there are always flowers left there each day. Left for a child who died there.