'Cause I swear that I'm dying, slowly but its happining. |
'I want a lover I don't have to love" |
All eyes on the calendar, another year I claim of total indifference. |
And it all boils down to one quotable phrase... "If you love something, give it away." |
And we will share a drink. Yeah we will share our fears and they will know how I love them. They will know how I love. They will know how I love them. I am nothing without their love. |
But these are days we dream about, when the sunlight paints us gold And this apartment could not be prettier as we danced up there alone |
From that job that makes you sleep back to the thoughts that keep you awake... |
How grateful I was then to be part of the mystery, to love and be loved. Let's just hope that is enough. |
I believe that lovers should be draped in flowers/ And laid entwined together in a bed of clover/ Left there to sleep/ Left there to dream of happiness. |
I came upon a doctor who appeared in quite poor health. I said, 'There's nothing that I can do for you that you can't do for yourself.' He said, 'Oh yes you can. Just hold my hand. I think that that would help.' So I sat with him a while then I asked him how he felt. He said, 'I think I'm cured.' |
I drink to stay warm, and to kill selected memories... |
I keep drinking the ink from my pen, and I'm balancing history books up on my head, but it all boils down to one quotable frase; if you love something, give it away! |
I know a girl who cries when she practices violin because each note sounds so pure it just cuts into her, and then the melody comes pouring out her eyes. Now, to me, everything else just sounds like a lie. |
I like to feel the burn of the audience's eyes when I'm whispering all my darkest secrets into the microphone |
I like to feel the burn of the audience's eyes when I'm whispering all my darkest secrets into the microphone |