I'm in too deep to turn around All I want is your sweet loving But when you move away from me I feel just like I am drowning And I know the sweetness
Your Eyes were like a light blue sun So bright, I almost turned away Afraid of waking Instead..I gave myself to you
How do you remember your dreams, your dreams? And do you understand your crime, your crime? Sometimes the guideposts are hidden Maybe, maybe you need
Wounded dove I hear the other side can be quite alluring Wounded Dove I 'll hold your hand through all the pain youre enduring And these are some dark
I am a girl who doesn't like it like that I don't believe that you can treat me like that I'm not your hair, you cannot cut me like that I'm not your
Baby is squirming toward grace Baby is learning her place Baby is leaping toward faith and Baby has chose her fate and No one, no one, no one save her
Will she find it, will she find? Solitary changing times And someday she'll have her own party Someday she'll have her own house Someday she'll chase
She rides down Fairfax with her Mommy Canter's on the right, the night is foggy not foggy enough, she still sees the pain in their eyes She makes mom
There's no greater pain, the only thing I know there's no great pain than to lose your little girl She walks alone in midnight hour her baby's gone to
So Extraordinary In new territory It's a love story Being with you What dream is this? What magic twist of face brought you to me? Your cherry lips and
They were the only Smokers So they'd meet Outside every twenty minutes, when we all used to hang out. Soon they became drawn To each other and anticipated
Baby on the drive Time is almost five Laundry basket I Sit in while lee tries To tell me I should know Tell me I would grow Sticking fourteen stones
I taught you to play guitar last night We've been sick for days and we were stuck inside And I held your arm as you hit the string I pressed your fingers
I considered your letter I understood your questions I'm wasting away I've gone astray Take me away I know what you'll say I'm to blame Didn't want
I don't need to, take this shit from you And, I don't want you calling me up at 2 Just to tell me that some guy you met who While at a party, told you
When I was younger, a part-time job worker Department store center, I saw a man enter He was middle-aged, deep lines on his face Tight mouth and eyes
I bought a rose To give to you A windy day The petals flew From the stem Onto the street I tried to catch them With my feet I got to your door You looked
Broken bottle won't hurt me Nothing worse that I have dreamed Gun shot in my chest you'll leave I can take that you will see Late at night is when I