I'm always crying on planes. I'm wondering how birds find their way. There are so many things I don't understand. What makes a women not love a man
I'm thinking over it. I think too much. It hinders my spirit When there's never enough. Shell-game sleight of hand To wish for something more. Honest
Your daddy was a good man. Had a smile that weighed a ton There was nothing in that man but life. It's all I hear from everyone. The time I should
She was the worst liar I'd ever seen. And she couldnt even look me in the eye. She was lying to me. I knew she was lying but I just couldnt leave I
The moon hung over most of San Francisco. What a big dumb disco ball it really is. Stealing sun from Egypt and Australia, And I wonder what it looks
Love, love, love, lover come back to me. Don't be sad, sad, sad and scared of love. The way you react to me is from the past, past, past. And that
I'm incredible. I'm unbelievable. I mean, like I'm a liar. Not like I'm beautiful With all the mystery and all the wondering. I'm like a private
I like to think I'm going to be alright. I know I'm a runner but I'm going to rest. And I like to think that everywhere is home. I know I'm still alone
Oh my love how can I say the things that you'll see some perfect way. I could tell stories of infinite roads, fountains of youth, romantic fables But
I know those eyes. I know those eyes so well. I've seen em when you're saying come to me I've seen em when you're saying go to hell. I've seen the
I sat on the hill. Your car out around the bend. It's headlights fade, the evening decends. I'll keep on waving until I'm sure your gone. Until I'
: Oh my love how can I say the things that you'll see some perfect way. I could tell stories of infinite roads, fountains of youth, romantic fables
: I like to think I'm going to be alright. I know I'm a runner but I'm going to rest. And I like to think that everywhere is home. I know I'm still
: I know those eyes. I know those eyes so well. I've seen em when you're saying come to me I've seen em when you're saying go to hell. I've seen
: Love, love, love, lover come back to me. Don't be sad, sad, sad and scared of love. The way you react to me is from the past, past, past. And
: I'm always crying on planes. I'm wondering how birds find their way. There are so many things I don't understand. What makes a women not love a
: The moon hung over most of San Francisco. What a big dumb disco ball it really is. Stealing sun from Egypt and Australia, And I wonder what it looks
: She was the worst liar I'd ever seen. And she couldnt even look me in the eye. She was lying to me. I knew she was lying but I just couldnt leave
