We go city to city The sun sets over Copenhagen On a bus ride through heaven Maybe we'll get in by eleven Take a sip of inspiration Trigger my imagination
My whole world is built on this To dream about your love And to live inside your kiss Well how can I manage to live like this? Is my fate how finally
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Eighteen and flying Like every great American Slept until sundown And baby your were wild enough fro me Rolled the night over In my '72 Nova Mexican
There was a time when I was uncluttered In my mind and my heart and my soul were fine I would sit with Alan and have a smoke But I didn't smoke so I
There's a place where we hung out At The Sunset Marquis And I miss the way your hand felt Resting on my knee It was one of the few times I didn't want
Every time you go This much I know That it don't mean nothing Cause I've closed the back door And every night apart you were in my heart So don't you