I don't care if I got no money, I don't care if I got a dime All I want to do is to dance with you honey Please tell me you have the time 'Cause I gotta
On a freezing Chicago street we shook Your hands were trembling from all those pills you took And we got drunk on cheap red wine in a paper cup And
I want to be Something better than before You showed me what we should be fighting for Can you tell me Why I always see your face You are kind of like
Well, why should I feel discouraged? Why should the shadows come? Well, why should my heart feel lonely? And long for heaven and home Yeah, when Jesus
Now I have a story that I'd like to tell About this guy you all know he had me scared as hell He comes to me at night after I crawl into bed He's burnt
Half a mile outside Buloxi Did I come or did I go? Seven sirens singin' to me Why I listen I don't know? I got some smokes, I got some coffee My head
Thought I saw you Nico From the train's back window Late on last Thursday night Underneath the streetlight From the train it looked like You'd been there
Before all things fail, there are words I must Say even if nobody hears. I?m moving today, Moving away, by your side nobody stays (anyway)? had no idea
When she mentioned how her aunt Bit off the spoon, she completely done me in And my heart went on a journey to the moon When she told about her father
I have often walked down the street before But the pavement always Stayed beneath my feet before All at once am I Several stories high Knowing I'm on
Riding on this know-how, never been here before Peculiarly entrusted, possibly that's all Is history recorded? Does someone have a tape? Surely, I'm no
Without giving anything away I can say it's by the sea It's a house that used to be The home of a friend of mine Without giving anything away You'll
I'd rather dance with you than talk with you, so why don't we just move into the other room. There's space for us to shake, and 'hey, I like this tune
Through the alleyways To cool off in the shadows Then into the street Following the water There's a bearded man Paddling in his canoe Looks as if he
I lose some sales and my boss won't be happy But I can't stop listening to the sound Of two soft voices blended in perfection From the reels of this record
All I do is sleep all day and think of you A memory of the cushion's life I'm clinging to The image of a mutual one, our haven The sombre chords of our
Summerchild that sits by the water Weaving sunlight threads in his hands The golden river that day a shelter A stream where he could make pebbles dance
Five weeks in a prison, I made no friends There's more time to be done but I've got a week to spend I didn't pay much attention first time around Now