Want to I think I love you You got ripped jeans I'm only 19 What do you wanna do? You got your cigarette I got my headset We're two of a kind You're
He said, "I got me a nice new apartment In a city, wouldn't you have hated that? I'm getting by with a broken heart you left me with." He hangs up the
Sit here and wonder Why am I so blue Is it because I'm still in love with you? Blue, blue feeling Got me down today Blue, blue feeling My baby's gone
Truth or lie, the silence is revealing An empty sky, the hidden mound of stone But the CAT scan's eye Sees what the heart's concealing Nowadays when everything
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... so the world goes round and round With all you ever knew - They say the sky high above Is caribean blue ... ... if every man says all he can
I love you and 'cause I do My sky has changed from grey to blue But blue's not just a color of the rainbow It's shade is not a hazy hue But pure and
I love you and 'cause I do My skies have changed From gray to blue But blue's not just A color of the rainbow It's shade, is not a hazy hue But pure
Hot, blue and righteous An angel called me aside Hot, blue and righteous Said, "Stick by me and I'll be your guide tonight" I heard the words as I closed
One, two, whatcha gonna do? Can you come and see me tonight? Black, white, feel alright If you could in broad daylight If I could get to see her You
When the moon's kinda dreamy, starry eyed and dreamy And nights are luscious and long If you're kinda lonely, and all by you're only Then nothin' but
Treat me like you do I said, "Hello" Treat me like you do Treat me like you do How does it feel to treat me like you do When you've laid your hands upon
I found a tape in my back garden A blue cassette covered in dirt And through the dust the reels start turning And plays the memories stored in earth
Hot, blue and righteous, an angel called me aside. Hot, blue and righteous, said, Stick by me and I'll be your guide. I heard the words as I closed
I was drivin downtown in my blue Beretta Wonderin' why people use Velveeta steada cheddar Reach down to flip the tape yeah I musta ran a redda The cop
I've got her picture it's there on the wall I can't remember why I keep it at all The doors are cold and all the windows seem gray I write the book there
Well, alright How come your money's always in the bank? Then you always say you're broke Why don't you get a shot of confidence? 'Cause the way you live
So you're feeling you're living your life on the run Ain't got nobody, there's just too much work to be done And you know somethin' is missin' but you