Wise men say, only fools rush in But I can't help falling in love with you Shall I stay, would it be a sin? If I can't help falling in love with you
I could hide beneath the wings of the bluebird as she sleeps The six o'clock alarm would never ring But it rings and we rise, wipe the sleep out of our
Take me in your arms and never let me go Whisper to me softly while the moon is low Hold me close and tell me what I want to know Say it to me gently,
I'm strong, I'm sure, I'm in control, a lady with a plan Believing that life is a neat little package I hold in my hand I've got it together, they call
I rolled out this mornin' the kids had the mornin' news show on Bryant Gumbel was talkin' 'bout the fighting in Lebanon Some senator was squawkin' 'bout
Over you, I guess I never will be over you I have tried but it's so hard to do I'm surrounded by the memories No, I never will be over you Time goes
We'll be shadows in the moonlight Darlin', I'll meet you at midnight Hand and hand we'll go Dancin' through the Milky Way And we'll find a little hideaway
Like a candle burnin' bright Love is glowing in your eyes A flame to light our way That burns brighter every day Now I have you Nobody loves me like you
I don't wanna lose my new found love So many things do fall through Still I don't pretend That he's the friend, I'm used to Still I blame myself for
All of me Why not take all of me? Can't you see I'm no good without you? Take my arms I want to lose them Take my lips I'll never use them Your goodbye
There's a wren in a willow wood Flies so high and sings so good And he brings to you What he sings to you Like my brother, the wren and I Well, he told
After you've gone and left me cryin' After you've gone, there's no denyin' You'll feel blue, you'll feel sad You'll miss the dearest pal you ever had
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Little Baby born in Bethlehem Yes, He was, yes, He was Little Baby born in Bethlehem Oh, yes, He was Well, there's a little Baby born in Bethlehem Born
There's a house on a hill By a worn down weathered old mill In a valley below where the river winds There's no such thing as bad times And a soft southern
I'll always remember the song they were playin' The first time we danced and I knew As we swayed to the music and held to each other I fell in love with
People smile and tell me I'm the lucky one And we've just begun, I think I'm gonna have a son He will be like you and me as free as a dove Conceived in
When I'm not playing solitaire I take a book down from the shelf And what's with programs on the air I keep pretty much to myself Missed the Saturday