Nothing so bright Nothing so smooth Nothing so pure As my baby All of my life days into night All I did dream was my baby Until the days darkness entwined
You gave me all your love in one day You gave it all and almost faded away Well I'm gonna take this sad unread issue In my arms tonight Looking at hospitals
This is the day The day of the death The death of the matinee idol Still so beautiful as the angels As the angels came down from on high So sweet and
I never had it, I never wanted it, I never had your Beauty mark Nor did I have your black hair and hazel eyes My early childhood was not as simple as
My true love did breathe by the Sally Ann just barely That while walkin' through town only my heart did hear him In views of the city There ain't many
The boys and girls of Millbrook Are on the train from New York Wearing new hats, shooting the shit Deep in the heart of Dutchess County, Bounty And all
Your skin is cold, but the sun shines within your hold Your hair is gold, but you see through a goldfish bowl I feel old, sick and tired We walk the streets
Desdemona, do not go to sleep Brown eyed Tosca, don't believe the creep I see it in his eyes And why don't you ladies Believe me when I'm screaming I
The summer sun set a vicious circus When shadows held the world in place But today I felt a chill in my apartment's coolest place Fuggi regal fantasima
I don't want to hold you And feel so helpless I don't want to smell you And lose my senses And smile in slow motion With eyes in love I twist like a
Do I disappoint you in just being human? And not one of the elements That you can light your cigar on Why does it always have to be fire? Why does it
Won't you walk me through the Tiergarten? Won't you walk me through it all, darlin'? Doesn't matter if it is raining Won't you walk me through it all?
I've heard there was a secret chord That David played and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? It goes like this, the fourth
Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup They slither while they pass, they slip away across the universe Pools of sorrow waves of joy
I'm going to a town that has already been burned down I'm going to a place that is already been disgraced I'm gonna see some folks who have already been
Every kind of love, or at least my kind of love Must be an imaginary love to start with Guess that can explain the rain, waiting walking game Schubert
Oh what a shame that your pockets did bleed on St. Valentine's And you sat in a chair thinking boy I'm such a prince! Well, life's a train that goes from
The lady comes to the gate dressed in lavender and leather Looking north to the sea she finds the weather fine She hears the steeple bells ringing through
