I always sleep so much better when it's raining There's something 'bout the rhythm as the water hits the pane I could stay in bed all God damn day, and
Traditional song Alas my love you do me wrong To cast me out discourteously; When I have loved you so so long Delighting in your company. Your gown
Written by Vanessa Carlton Mother may I lay my head down What would you say If all that's lost will never be found It's gone away I never thought
I've been mistaken You swindled once again Now there's no question I, I was wrong And now I stand alone Just ? your throne Your true colors shown
Wishin' and hopin' and thinkin' and prayin' Plannin' and dreamin' each night of his charms That won't get you into his arms So if you're thinkin' how
If in the middle of a vital conversation I chose not to listen Would that be okay? And if in the middle of a heated confrontation I chose not to
They paved paradise and put up a parkin' lot With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hot spot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what
I know, you know, we don't see We sow our truth, wait patiently I walk the streets with a song in my head We ebb and we flow so Got my toes on my pup
: Traditional song Alas my love you do me wrong To cast me out discourteously; When I have loved you so so long Delighting in your company. Your gown
: I always sleep so much better when it's raining There's something 'bout the rhythm as the water hits the pane I could stay in bed all God damn day,
: Written by Vanessa Carlton Mother may I lay my head down What would you say If all that's lost will never be found It's gone away I never thought
: I know, you know, we don't see We sow our truth, wait patiently I walk the streets with a song in my head We ebb and we flow so Got my toes on my
: Wishin' and hopin' and thinkin' and prayin' Plannin' and dreamin' each night of his charms That won't get you into his arms So if you're thinkin' how
: I've been mistaken You swindled once again Now there's no question I, I was wrong And now I stand alone Just ? your throne Your true colors shown
: They paved paradise and put up a parkin' lot With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hot spot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know
: If in the middle of a vital conversation I chose not to listen Would that be okay? And if in the middle of a heated confrontation I chose not to
