Someone to hold to Love never to erase One you belong to Without, there is not a trace Of meaning to this metaphor It's right behind that door You're
You showed some pages from the book of your life. where the grandeur erases all the struggles and dents from this fight You have ways to back to the
Outside this brilliant room are parts unknown. But your love is all I need right now to get me home. Through these life's windows and separating all
She was pacing back and forth on her front porch I pulled up slinging gravel in my Daddy's Ford She cried all the way to Johnson's store I kept the motor
I can see you, Close my eyes to watch the ancient water flow, Like a crystal dance that paupers know so well. That's the way kings keep dreamin', Hold their head up
