: When all the songs are out of tune, And all the rhymes ring so untrue; When I don't find the words to say - The thoughts I long to bring to you; When
: I was five and she was six We rode on horses made of sticks I wore black and she wore white She would always win the fight Bang bang, she shot me
: Anymore it doesn't matter who's right or wrong. We've been injurin' each other much too long. And it's too late to try to save what might have been
: The world's a tiny blue-green ark Afloat in darkest space. And every creature lives his time And knows his special place And each of us is Noah With
: I know I said that I was leaving, But I just couldn't say good-bye. It was only self-deceiving To walk away from someone who Means everything in life
: The hurt doesn't go away, the tears never cease to fall, You cover them over with people and places, Hoping you'll want to break away. Oh my darling
: And there used to be a ballpark where the field was warm and green And the people played their crazy game with a joy I'd never seen And the air was
: You're so right for what's wrong in my life. You're as right as rain; how can I explain? You just fill every void in my life. Oh, so right for what
: [Spoken intro] This is a song about a couple of adult people who have spent, oh, quite a long time together, till one day one of 'em gets restless
: Walk away, please go before you throw your life away, A life I could share for just a day. We could have met some years ago. For your sake I'll say
just) beware Of a man (cat) named Leroy Brown Now Leroy (Brown) he's trouble, and he stands about six feet four All the downtown ladies call him: "treetop lover," the studs
: I cried the day you left me and I still don't know what kept me From jumping off the highest bridge I know. My poor heart was breaking, I felt lower
: Dream away, child; let your dreams run wild Or a lifetime of worries might claim you. Dream away, child; let your dreams run wild Or the years and
: Here's to the winners - lift up the glasses . Here's to the glory still to be. Here's to the battle, whatever it's for, To ask the best of ourselves
: If they made me a king I'd be but a slave to you If I had everything I'd still be a slave to you If I ruled the night, stars and moon so bright Still
: Where it began, I can't begin to knowing But then I know it's growing strong Was in the spring, then spring became the summer Who'd have believed you
: I want to see your face in every kind of light In fields of dawn and forests of the night And when you stand before the candles on a cake Oh, let me
: The summer smiles, the summer knows, and unashamed, she sheds her clothes. The summer smoothes the restless sky, And lovingly she warms the sand on