The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful Stop me and steal my breath And emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky Never revealing their
I like to think about the time I met you Living with your people down in New Orleans Mad at your mama cause she'd never let you Ride in no nasty limousine
Seven million years of progress handed down on silver wings Of gossamer and protein still we haven't learned a thing Are we caught up in our anger, are
I'm a hack driver in new york city I've got seven kids on the lower east side I'm not a strong man, I'm not very pretty But in rush hour hell you should
Pacing gently the summer wind The king stares softly to the sky And will he ever see his home again Deep from his heart he starts to cry As his songs
Whispered from my heart and soul to my unwilling eyes Lift my vision from the ground, lift it to the skies Skies they used to be so ugly, rain that sting
Have you given up on passion living day to day? You keep your dreams locked down inside And choking on a lifetime of never take a chance The wake up one
I pull my boots off, throw my weapons on the floor I cry my eyes out in my private little war Well it seems I've been a soldier heaven knows I've been
The rhythm of life, Heaven withstanding And smiling we're all swept away The rhythm of life is not so demanding As some caught in narrows would say Fragile
Do I fuel my hunger deprive my dreams Live my lonely worn out seam Stitches weary and the scars they leave I'm the only one deceived Please stand clear
I'm holding my last breath It's burning in my lungs Clenching up my eyes Bloody up my tongue Of the words that might escape Are ringing in my ears Grinds
Lying here with you, listening to the rain. Smiling just to see a smile upon your face. And these are the moments I'll remember all my life. I found
I've been through the valley But I feared no man Saw the beach and the footprints Alone in the sand Times seem hopeless The night too dark to see The
Midnight in the Holy City playground for restless souls Graveyards for the sons of Fort Sumter And the ghostly daughters wait for their boys to come home
How did I wake up each day Before that moment I saw your face Where was I before your touch Nowhere is where I was without you Without you in it my life
Ain't nobody gonna turn me around no more Ain't nobody gonna turn me around Well, I've learned my lesson and now I see Love ain't the thing for me Ain
Listen everybody, especially you girls Is it right to be left alone While the one you love is never home? Well, I love too hard All my friends sometimes
Your love is fading, I can feel your love fading Girl it's fading away from me 'Cause your touch, your touch has grown cold As if someone else controls
