Slow down, hold still It's not as if it's a matter of will Someone's circling, someone's moving A little lower than the angels And it's got nothing to
I cry just a little bit, just a little bit, everyday Get by just a little bit, just a little bit that way I know, I know, I should have known Bluer,
I was born to laugh I learned to laugh through my tears I was born to love I'm gonna learn to love without fear Pour me a glass of wine Talk deep into
Fall on me Fall on me Fall on me Fall on me Birds of a feather and a featherless cap Poor lovers breed songs in a two-room flat Moist hands fold to pray
father's hand I have my mother's tongue I look for redemption in everyone I wanna wear your ring I have a song to sing It ain't over babe, in fact,
Strings of lights above the bed Curtains drawn and a glass of red All I ever get for Christmas is blue Saxophone on the radio Recorded forty years ago
Maybe you can tell me why I'm prone to wander i'm like a gypsy to the bone every time i hear the rain amid the thunder i want to run outside and shed
You are a gardener You cultivate my soul You water thirsty vines That snake along my spine In case I forget to shiver You are a carpenter You build the
This night is so big This night has stars falling Into my hands And if I listen real close I can hear some distant train Crossing, crossing (It makes
I follow you from town to town, I need it I'm better off when you're around, I mean it Sooner or later, things will all come around again Sooner or later
Are you feelin? a little desperate? Get on your knees and confess it Honey please, don?t second guess it You?re desperate for love Is this just a little
Sometimes I like to stick my fingers where they don't belong. Sometimes I like to fake a fever and just stay home. 'Cause we smile in here we don't get
or three or four more than you You will never even know till it hits you fool Ooh, ooh, ooh, I?m entertaining thoughts all over I?m entertaining thoughts all over
He?s got the hands of a blind piano player He?s got a feel for the dark like a soothsayer He takes a little bow and tips his fedora Shouts like he?s gonna
Eyes wide open To the great train robbery Of my soul Impending blindness Of the kind that's Beyond my control Eyes wide open To the secret forest Behind
Your paint dries, the canvas smiles With two eyes you lift yourself up Stroke your skin, there are teeth marks to be sure Maybe we're best close to the
I'll awake to find your love Falling like leaves to the ground I'll aware to find your love, falling like leaves You will look to find me down upon my
're my wine You're my whiskey from time to time You're the hunger on my bones All the nights I sleep alone Sweet intoxication When your words wash over
