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
What you're gonna do You ain't no friend of mine Look what you've put me through Now that I'm the blue gangsta What you're gonna do You ain't no friend
I feel so bad, I gotta worried mind I'm so lonesome all the time Since I left my baby behind on blue bayou Savin' nickels, savin' dimes Workin' till
Hear footsteps creak the floor The shadows give away Someone outside the door Won't let 'em in Life damaged, gears to grind A run down broke machine
So these are the figurines Acting out all the scenes before my eyes I thought I knew them all by name But they started looking much the same And it's
Get another boyfriend Backstreet Check it Hey hey hey, yeah Let's talk about one baby You gotta hear me out Think you really wanna be the last to know
Blue guitar, fortune of my ways Making of my days New chord, counting up the ways Happiness is lazy If you don't know the song If you can't put the words
I don't wanna feel no more It's easier to keep falling Imitations are pale Emptiness all Tomorrow's haunted by your ghost Lay down, black gives way
Watered, watered, watered, watered (Ooh) (Num num num, num num num, num) Is it hot as hell in here, or is it me? It really is a mystery (Aah, aah) (Num
All the years combine They melt into a dream A broken angel sings from a guitar In the end, there's just a song Comes crying like the wind Through all
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
Blue, songs are like tattoos You know I've been to sea before Crown and anchor me or let me sail away Hey blue, there is a song for you Ink on a pin
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
Yo Listen Up, Heres A Story About A Little Guy That Lives In A Blue World And All Day And All Night And Everything He Sees Is Just Blue Like Him Inside
(Billy Joel) Hey Lord, take a look on around tonight And find out where my baby's gonna be Hey Lord, would ya look out for him tonight For he is far
Just a few old memories Slipped in through my door Though I thought I had closed it So tightly before, I can't understand it Why it should bother my mind
I got in a little trouble At the county seat Lord, they put me in the jail house For loafin' on the street Well, the judge said guilty He made his point
(Rachel Parton Dennison) I am ready Oh, my children When Jesus knocks at my door I'll be there come morning Don't weep for me I'll be with my Lord
