The bright light is lying down The earth and the sea and the sky Is at rest with the ocean And the days go by They go into the seas that have no shores
Come on it's time to go upstairs But I don't want to be leaving you here I can't go be in that room alone When I know that you're down here in tears
No one looked as I walked by Just an invitation would have been just fine Said no to him again and again First he took my heart then he ran No one knows
Just like the white winged dove Sings a song, sounds like she's singing Ooo, ooo, ooo Just like the white winged dove Sings a song, sounds like she's
You're not a stranger to me And you well, you're something to see You don't even know how to please You say a lot but you're unaware how to leave My
I don't know why it should be so hard Giving up this circle dance Worn out steps from long ago Don't give love a chance It's a bitter heirloom handed
I hear a voice in the room next to mine Feels good, sounds good Closes the door from behind And another voice comes through the door I am dealing with
I took my love, I took it down Climbed a mountain and I turned around And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills Till the landslide brought me
Still the same old story What price glory You make it easy In the still of the night In the still of the night How still my love In the still of the night
I'm tired, I'm thirsty I'm wild eyed in my misery Timeless in your finery A high price for your luxury Sorcerer who is the master Man and woman on a
Wait a minute, baby Stay with me awhile Said you'd give me light But you never told me about the fire Drowning in the sea of love Where everyone would
I choose to be his confidant And to keep him from the fire I choose to be quietly discreet If that is his desire I touch with gossamer wings To be quiet
Rhiannon rings like a bell through the night And wouldn't you love to love her? Takes to the sky like a bird in flight And who will be her lover? All
Somewhere out in the back of your mind Comes your real life and the life that you know It seems like it was the creation of some of those same old things
Is love so fragile And the heart so hollow? Shatter with words Impossible to follow Saying I'm fragile I try not to be I search only For something I
I can see we're thinkin' 'bout the same things Yes, I see your expression when the phone rings We both know there's something happenin' here There's
She's a good girl Loves her mama Loves Jesus and America, too She's a good girl Crazy 'bout Elvis Loves horses and her boyfriend, too It's a long day
