This garden that I built for you. That you sit in now and yearn. I will never leave it, dear. I could not bear to return. And find it all untended. With the trees all bended low.
Uh Huh That's right. . Missy was a real fine looker. Always had an eye for the boys. Man I always wanted to book that girl. Play around with some of her toys.
Say, it's only a paper moon. Sailing over a cardboard sea. But it wouldn't be make-believe. If you believed in me. . Yes, it's only a canvas sky. Hanging over a muslin tree.
Say, it's only a paper moon. Sailing over a cardboard sea. But it wouldn't be make-believe. If you believed in me. . Yes, it's only a canvas sky. Hanging over a muslin tree.
Say, it's only a paper moon. Sailing over a cardboard sea. But it wouldn't be make-believe. If you believed in me. . Yes, it's only a canvas sky. Hanging over a muslin tree.
Say, it's only a paper moon. Sailing over a cardboard sea. But it wouldn't be make-believe. If you believed in me. . Yes, it's only a canvas sky. Hanging over a muslin tree.
Say, it's only a paper moon. Sailing over a cardboard sea. But it wouldn't be make-believe. If you believed in me. . Yes, it's only a canvas sky. Hanging over a muslin tree.
If I was inordinately different to what you say. I'd lie, I would lie. If you could release me now. You know that I won't hesitate. To lie, I would lie.
Somewhere the sun is shining. Somewhere the moon is rising. I'm sitting here. . Somewhere someone is laughing. Somewhere something is happening. I'm dying here.
Would you be willing. To take me for my word?. If I told you I was falling. If I told you things I'm sure you've heard. . Would you stand up and walk away?.
There are no angels. Only patronizing saints. Who would gladly keep you out of trouble. But never let you forget. That you came. . There are no favors.
Sad lonely boy. Caught between perfection and directions to the next big thing. Gets so hard sometimes. Always stuck between what you have and what you think you need.
Well I'm walking with my father's ghost. And he's talking to me. He says "I'm sorry it's so hard to be free". . He says "I knew you when you were so young.
Wish there was a stranger, sitting in this room. Our eyes could meet each other's. For the first time, now it's just my family. A bloodshot bride, and a wasted groom.
If you say you need me. I will surely run away. If you swear that you don't care. Well, you, you know I'll stay until you do. And then I'll leave. . I hate to admit it but you know it's true.
One, two, three, four. . If I raise my hands. Would save me? Or would you shoot me?. I don't know just what I want. Hope it's over quickly and I don't feel a thing.
Well it feels a little like a landscape. And it sounds a lot like time passing by. As I watch through a window asking. When will I get mine?. . The prince's favorite son was left sitting on a car hood.
Send a letter home to your mother. And tell her who you've been. Don't ask for money or a favor. Just an old blue blanket. That you can lay your head in.
All the letters I ever wrote you. And some of them I even sent. All this time we've been waiting. For this moment to arrive. And now it's here. Now I know I could kiss you.
Here we go again with your hair in your face. My head in my hands. Hoping to find something that we've never known. Looking like two little kids with our wide eyes.