till the sun won't appear, Making flowers and placing them over our ears, But you are what you are, and I'm not very far along, But something tells me there will
Every single time, I see you in the street as you walk by, You're shuffling your feet as if to say, you'd rather die, Then live so far from home, I
The daylight is awful dim With shudders pulled rim to rim I'm staring at written words But their sounds will remain unheard (Unheard) And have I known
simple life baby And you maybe just what I Have always been searching for A light through an open door darling But you're guarding it all night I will
way? If I am a martyr, will you be my friend? If it's all the same I'm counting the days and counting the dollars Wondering how much I'm willing to
I must say, it's a nice day When the leaves start to turn, there is so much to learn from the freeway You're my friend for the weekend When the spring
And I'm ok Seems I just needed a break Sat down but now I'm up again And finding out I'm alone My friends left me behind And into another town Where this
This airplane is a ribbon With a bird at either end And it's featherlight and floating in the wind And it seems there's no direction Gentle push from
I see that summertime is near, summertime. When all my troubles disappear, summertime. I see that summertime is near, summertime. When all my troubles
I must say, It's a nice day, When the leaves start to turn, there is so much to learn from the freeway, You're my friend, For the weekend, When the spring
We've spent a lifetime running away Cold feet on cobblestone at the break of day I still remember everything The way we laughed in front of a store closing
and the gold, silver and the gold Are laying here beside me And this is getting old, this is getting old 'Cause they will never find me Will you come around, will
and if they could I wonder what they'd find, And I won't feel alone tonight, cause I can see the candle burning bright, And the shadows and the light, will
year I will send mine too, and wish that you were here. The summer sends its love to you, the same as every year. But this year I will send mine too
I'm too far down this time, I've crossed that line too many times, So leave me behind, I'll let my failures speak, For itself, I'm weak and always tired
A simple road with little Oh, it's the cheap way but not quite free And you will find this life unkind When you focus on your own needs You will see
Call me out of my hovel; I long to see the sun. My legs try to carry me but my heart weighs me down. Burn this in my eyes until I see your outline