WHERE ARE YOU GOING BILLY BOY (Glenn Martin - Dave Kirby) « © '77 Tree Publishing » WITH MARY LOU TURNER Where are you going Billy boy
Let's see Believing Heart beat You're breathing in A dream is calling On knees You're falling in, oh You're falling in, oh You will keep on running
Where'd you go? Dark eyed traveller I almost feel you breathe Where'd you go? Dark eyed traveller Can you even hear me speak? You make things bright
Where'd you go? I miss you so, Seems like it's been forever, That you've been gone. She said "Some days I feel like shit, Some days I wanna quit, and
isolation identity my own extinction set me free to know the no man to go the nowhere to be the stranger unknown unknown but to me I'm gone
It's not love, I'm running from But the heartache I know will come 'Cause I know you're no good for me But you become a part of me Everywhere I go your
Whither Thou goest I will go Wherever Thou lodgest I will lodge Thy people shall be my people my love Whither Thou goest I will go For as in that story
Nowhere to run No place left to hide Nowhere to run No place left to hide I just can't believe it What a waste What the hell has gone on here This devastated
Where did you go? When you let me go? I waited for you in a special place Ohh, no no no no no Cold blue eyes turn to stone You break the vein and bruse
I dream that someday I will find you The blue skies turn to rain And they're never coming back again I've got your picture in my mind here You're the
Fuck that shit 'ya know what I'm say'n Give a child to my nigga' I ain't givin' a child to no fuckin' body fuck that Big baby Jesus in the motherfuckin
Die Nacht wie schwarzer Samt Die Stimmen fremd im Wind Geheimnisvoll und schwer Das Licht so unerreicht Gibt es denn etwas was Ich von mir selbst nicht
A blood red darkened sky This day here after dies Falls swiftly into deepest night And stay within the evil sight Evil thunder breaks the night Breathless
Like an empty bottle washed up by the waves Like an old scooter slippin' slowly to it's grave Like ghosts of old sailors caught somewhere in time Like
Where Are We Going ? By Howard Jones. ------------------------------------- Restarints where hoisted on At such an early age Straps where tightned
Uh uh Hey baby how you Why yo face lookin' all sad and blue Don't you like the Navigator truck that I brought you Why you trying to act a fool Don't try
And it feels like this is the last chance I have to say Every word that I've been fighting Well, I have finally decided to hold my head up with pride
Lookin' for beauty I'm uncertain Finding the strength inside the gray Maybe I'm headin' for a breakdown Or maybe that's okay Could be I'm hangin' on