Texty:
Various Artists All For You

both head lights Slashed a hole in all four tires Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats I might've saved a little trouble for the next girl

it all up, if he only could.... Oh theres an empty place in my bones That calls out for something unknown The fame and praise come year after year Does nothing for

you haven?t, I'd say its time you begun. For the holidays are the result of much fuss and hard work from the worlds that create them for us. Well, you

most improbable dream But you must believe when I tell you this It's as real as my skull and it does exist Here, let me show you This is a thing called

behind All that you fashion All that you make All that you build All that you break All that you measure All that you feel All this you can leave behind All

and green I'm exited that it's finally Christmas It's the time that you are with us It's the time for giving Yes, the time for living All the lights

me paint (yup) this picture for you, baby You spend your nights alone And he never comes home And every time you call him All you get's a busy tone I heard you

gone Real gone. Real gone. Real gone. Uhh. Well you can say what you want But you can't say it 'round here 'Cause they'll catch you and give you a whippin

one imagine no posessions i wonder if you can no need for greed or hunger a brotherhood of man imagine all the people sharing all the world and you you