I read all the letters I read each word that you've sent to me And though it's past now and the words start to fade All the memories I have still remain
While the city starts to sleep She's watching over you Smoke hangs on the downtown skyline Moon pushes through But some people's on fire tonight Wind
All that time I was searching with nowhere to run to It started me thinking, wondering What I could make of my life, and who'd be waiting Asking all kinds
Find a way to my heart and I will always be with you From wherever you are, I'll be waiting I'll keep a place in my heart, you will see it shining through
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You know I never meant to see you again But I only passed by as a friend All this time I stayed out of sight I started wondering why Now I, now I wish
Well, the key to my survival Was never in much doubt The question was how I could keep sane Trying to find a way out Things were never easy for me Peace
Everywhere I turn, I hurt someone But there's nothing I can say to change the things I've done Of all the things I hid from you, I cannot hide the shame
How can I just let you walk away? Just let you leave without a trace When I'm standing taking every breath with you, ooh You're the only one who really
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There are things in life you learn And, oh, in time you'll see It's out there somewhere, it's all waiting If you keep believing So don't run, don't hide
So you leavin' in the mornin' On the early train Well, I could say, everything's alright And I could pretend, and say, goodbye Got your ticket, got your
Went down to Albert's Alley Pick up on me a Collins mix Went to the bar an' ordered me a drink Tried to relax myself Looked around and saw two soul sisters
Ah, Hollywood Land of 'How do you do's?' Movie stars, take two's Lights, cameras, action And where is my leading lady? Let me try this new love scene
Yeah boy, I sure do, I remember yonder back yonder n' the 20's They said that a Floyd Collins, he'd been caught in that cave That sand cave down there
Well I'll be damned Here comes your ghost again But that's not unusual Now that the moon is full And you called on the phone And here I sit Hand on the