Tell me all the things you would change I don't pretend to know what you want When you come around and spin my top Time and again, time and again No
carry it on, let you forget I?ll remember the years when your mind was still clear And the flickering lights that filled up this silent house Silent house
I'm really close tonight And I feel like I'm moving inside her Laying in the dark And I think that I'm beginning to know her Let it go, I'll be there
Can you imagine that? An itch too sensitive to scratch The light that falls through the cracks An insect too delicate to catch I hear the endless murmur
Talk to her, that?s right It could mean more than you think Talk to her, that?s right And you don?t have to lose a thing Leave the boots and saddle outside
Four seasons in one day Lying in the depths of your imagination Worlds above and worlds below The sun shines on the black clouds hanging over the domain
Say that again I won?t forget The phrase that turned In my head And at the start It makes no sense A long time left To understand There on the shore
I see a man with a flag And he leads the procession And a woman shedding tears For a man locked in prison, yeah Then the two locked eyes And for a moment
Ice will melt, water will boil You and I can shake of this mortal coil It's bigger than us You don't have to worry about it Ready or not, here comes
You're standing in a deep dark hole Beneath a sky as black as coal It's just the fear of losing control You know so well Don't miss it when the moment
There's a hole in the river where my auntie lies From the land of the living to the air and sky Left her car by the river, left her shoes beside Through
You opened up your door I couldn't believe my luck You in your new blue dress Taking away my breath The cradle is soft and warm Couldn't do me no harm
I bring you plates from Rome You say "They look fantastic" I say "We're having fun" Nothing like that Italian plastic I bring you rocks and flowers You
Now you're heading down to get someone Should've done what he had to do years ago The position is coming through All the people that you're standing on
Detective is flat No longer is always flat out Got the number of getaway car Didn't get very far As lucid as hell and these images Movin' so fast like
What'll I tell him When he comes to me for absolution? Wouldn't you know it? Hope I don't make a bad decision 'Cos I'd like to believe that there is
No time, no place to talk about the weather The promise of love is hard to ignore Who said the chance wasn't getting any better The labor of love is ours
Walking 'round the room singing 'Stormy Weather' at 57 Mt. Pleasant St. Well it's the same room but every thing's different You can fight the sleep but