: We walked to the sea Just my father and me And the dogs played around on the sand Winter cold cut the air Hangin' still everywhere Dressed in
: We dreamers have our ways Of facing rainy days And somehow we survive We keep the feelings warm Protect them from the storm Until our time arrives
: Just One Voice, Singing in the darkness, All it takes is One Voice, Singing so they hear what's on your mind, And when you look around you'll find
: Do you remember how we used to be Before we lost the dream of you and me From the very start you took my breath away So tonight let's bring back
: Words by Norman Gimbel and Music by Charles Fox You remind me I live in a shell Safe from the past and doin' okay but not very well No jolts, no surprises
: I saw you at the Beechwood Cafe You looked at me and then you looked away That was some kind Some kind of friend you turned out to be You said
: I've been trying for hours just to think of what exactly to say I thought I'd leave you with a letter or fiery speech Like when an actor makes an exit
: We had the right love At the wrong time Guess I always knew inside I wouldn't have you for a long time Those dreams of yours Are shining on distant
: And when October goes The snow begins to fly Above the smokey roofs I watch the planes go by The children running home Beneath a twilight sky
: If you're looking for the dream you dreamed of, open your eyes. If you're looking for the one and only in your life, oh darling. If you're looking
: If we only have love then tomorrow we'll dawn and the days of our years will rise on that morn' if we only have love to embrase without fears
used to come in their fancy threads And he always turned them inside out BARRY: They would jam the floor BOTH: They would beg for more BARRY: And when
: (with Tom Scott) See I flew in from the West Coast Just the other day. Yes, I flew in from the West Coast and we circled J.F.K. The movie ended
: If I wrote history and could pocket a moment for me it would be singin' with the big bands I would turn back the clock for the time we'll be in
: Candles burning Glasses are chilled and soon She'll be by Hope and pray She'll say that she's willing to give us Another try And if all those
: mamma can you hear me mamma can you hear me I'm going to be a farmer blowing the fields in the morning sun I'll have a million horses take me
I've been trying for hours just to think of what exactly to say I thought I'd leave you with a letter or fiery speech Like when an actor makes an exit
I remember all my life raining down as cold as ice. Shadows of a man, a face through a window cryin' in the night, the night goes into Morning