People ask about you; I didn't tell them everything I knew
In your teardrops, I can see my own reflection
People carry roses
Make promises by the hours
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can't buy her
Ain't no reason to go anywhere.
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties; Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
Well, anybody can be just like me, obviously; But then, now again, not too many can be like you, fortunately.
If I ever lose her I will go insane; I go half crazy when she calls my name
I been hangin’ on threads
I been playin’ it straight
Now, I’ve just got to cut loose
Before it gets late
I want to thank You, Lord,; I just want to thank You, Lord,; Thank You, Lord.
I'd never say; That I done it the way; That you'd have liked me to.
it is not he or she or them or it; That you belong to.
There's no one here, the gardener is gone
If you're looking for assistance, babe,; Or if you just want some company; Or if you just want a friend you can talk to,; Honey, come and see about me.
It's the ways of the flesh to war against the spirit; Twenty-four hours a day you can feel it and you can hear it; Using all the devices under the sun.
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
The night passed away so quickly; It always does when you're with me.
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer; It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.
I fought with my twin, that enemy within, 'til both of us fell by the way.
your pleasure knows no limits
Give ya delusions of grandeur; And a evil eye; Give you idea that; You're too good to die
In the hills of mystery,; In the foggy web of destiny,; You can have what's left of me,; Where we were born in time.
Could you ever be true?
Did I miss the mark or; Over-step the line; That only you could see?
Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats,; Blowing through the letters that we wrote.
Roses are red, violets are blue; And time is beginning to crawl
The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder
As his youth now unfolds; He is centuries old; Just to see him at play makes me smile; No matter what happens to me; No matter what my destiny; Lord, protect my child
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born
the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming
Oh my name it is nothin'; My age it means less
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face
No knife could ever cut our love apart
No time to suffer or blink; And no time to think
How can I explain?; Oh, it's so hard to get on
I'm going out of my mind; With a pain that stops and starts
Oh, but if I had the stars from the darkest night,; And the diamonds from the deepest ocean,; I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss,; For that's all I'm wishin' to be ownin'.
If you get close to her, kiss her once for me
The sky is trembling, And I must leave.
if every bone in his body was broken he would never admit it
Every time you leave and go off someplace,; Things fall to pieces in my face
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts
Something there is about you that brings back a long forgotten truth
Whatever you gonna do,; Please do it fast.
I gotta go; Find out something only dead men know
But even the president of the United States, Sometimes must have, To stand naked.
Insanity is smashing up against my soul; You can say I was on anything but a roll; If I had a conscience, well I just might blow my top; What would I do with it anyway ; Maybe take it to the pawn shop
If this is love then gimme more; And more and more and more and more.
The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein' seen,; But that's just because he doesn't want to turn into some machine.
Your cracked country lips,; I still wish to kiss,; As to be under the strength of your skin.
Because something is happening here; But you don't know what it is; Do you, Mister Jones?
I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
Today on the countryside it was a-hotter than a crotch
Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature?
They used to grow food in Kansas; Now they want to grow it on the moon and eat it raw.; I can see the day coming when even your home garden; Is gonna be against the law.
My heart's in the Highlands at the break of dawn; By the beautiful lake of the Black Swan; Big white clouds, like chariots that swing down low; Well my heart's in the Highlands; Only place left to go
Turn your back, wash your hands,; There's always someone who understands
I'm already there in my mind; And that's good enough for now
