I got a little bit of reason For everything I've done I might just serenade the moonlight And I get so lonely in this crowd I want to scream but make
wilting in the kitchen I felt like I was one of them gasping for air I go from room to room hoping to find your presence I play my music louder than
Worn out in Juarez asking the dust for change Worn out in Juarez a punch drunk assassin Getting caught in the rain Driving all the way from Albuquerque
Rain drops bead again They make a tide pool on your summer skin Shoplifting corner store I should have got, should have got some more How'd you get so
I got a little bit of hope like a soap on a rope Sweeter than sour, getting thinner by the hour Fallin' fast and I?m runnin' out of gas Muggin' on your
I can still recall The way you looked that fall in your favorite dress The day before you left And since that time, I wrote a simple rhyme Well, I miss
Than touching the hand of God? Even closer than this life, closer than this faith Closer than the things that you hold dearly and in vain Closer than
you better recognize (You been leaning like a Pisa, a moaning Lisa) Ah, you better recognize, son (Hip-Hip for all the busted, we are entrusted) Ah, you better
Allie woke up 8 A.M. Graduation day Got into a car Crashed along the way And we arrived late to the wake Stole the urn while they looked away And drove
? But I'd give it all away if I Could see you on that day again When you quit work And threw that coffee at the manager jerk Said, "Close your eyes,
Wake me up, slap my face Draw me closer in to your embrace 'Cause nobody wants to be the butt of every joke And nobody wants to be the one to pull the
than touching the hand of god? even closer than this life closer than this faith closer than the things that you hold dearly and in vain closer than
Vertaling: Better Than Ezra. Nauwere.
