I love you I, I I love you If I could make a wish I think, I'd pass Can't think of anything I need No cigarettes, no sleep, no light, no sound Can't
I know the desert can't hold all the love That I feel in my heart for you, yea If I could spread it out across the sea I know my love would cork it up
Blue like a Monday morning Raised up in a way that I can value All the material things That I could ever really need don't matter So many ways that
This is your God This is your God This is your God This is your God As we wander back into the universe We render ourselves into a higher plane Believing
This land is real, real as the next man, this land is there for all to see You're standing there so cold and calm, you stand so close to me And you out
Now I am a broken man (I) Now I am a broken man (Now) Now I am a broken man (I am, I am) (I am, I am) It's no good bein' here with me I'm a little scared
Drowning In My Own Tears Words & music Henry Glover It brings a tear into my eyes When I begin to realise I've cried so much since you've been gone I
This one's going out to you girl wherever you may be I may not be the way you wanted it I got a need to be free Yet I know that I need someone and I'm
I left you on the debris At the Sunday morning market You were sorting through the odds and ends You was looking for a bargain I heard your footsteps
Ev'ry time we say goodbye, I die a little Ev'ry time we say goodbye, I wonder why a little Why the God's above me who must be in the know Think so little
You've got that look again The one I hoped I had when I was a lad Your face is just beaming Your smile got me boasting, my pulse roller-coastering Anyway
Sometimes Sometimes Sometimes Sometimes If I could make a wish, I think I'd pass Can't think of anything I need No cigarettes, no sleep, no light, no
Driving down an endless road Takin' friends or moving alone Pleasure at the fairground on the way It's always friends that feel so good Let's make amends
How long are we gonna last? "How long?" Everybody has to ask hey Freedom to joke Freedom to hope Freedom to win Freedom to be in How long? Freedom
Watching love drifting away And I feel like I'm someone else The hurting is rough, long are the days And you have hurt me enough You're scared to be
Ev'ryone is trying to get to the bar The name of the bar The bar is called Heaven Now the band in Heaven They play my favorite song Play it once again
Granma's hands clapped in church on Sunday morning Granma's hands played the tambourine so well Granma's hands used to issue out a warning a??Michael
High fives, truly night jive Living in the night time Soul man, golden old man Weathering the time sands This whole rhythm gives me what I need Praying
