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(John Waite/ Anthony Krizan)
All I ever wanted was to get away
And spend some time alone
To a big house in the country
To a private yacht with Wall Street on the phone
And in a million dollar paradise
Maybe I could sing a better song
But I've found something different now
And I finanlly understand
That money gets you everything
But it slips straight through your hands
And it's love that makes the world go round
And it's nationwide from town to town
It gets you coming up and going down
And it makes everything alright
I'd give you everything and that's a start
To get next to you and the keys to your heart
There's something going on here
Something going on behind your eyes
You got me feeling kind of nervous
With that Mona Lisa smile
And maybe I could get a steady job
Bring home the bacon 9 to 5
See I'd do anything to win you
Anything at all, I've got my cards
Down on the table, baby
We could have a ball!
chorus
There was a time when I believed
That I'd be ok
Living by myself
Then I laid eyes on you
And I believe that I became somebody else
Now I believe...yeah! yeah! yeah!
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(John Waite/Chuck Kentis)
Well, September comes around like an old familiar friend
So I take off to Central Park to watch those falling leaves again
And in the arbours of Strawberry Fields, in a night as bright as day
I look up at the sky and wish I could fly away
And I say I know this life won't last forever
But wherever you go these days
I'm with you all the way
And I say I know your time and mine together
Is more than I could understand
But I promise you, I'll always be your man
And so I watch those falling leaves until the winter kicks in good
Until I reach the same conclusion
We never say the things we should
You're with me all the time it seems, yeah, these days I'm not alone
I can't explain the things I'm going through, it's you not me that's flown away
Chorus
And time has put us through some heavy changes
And I say I still care about you and I know what love's for
And I'll be right here waiting for you every day
To come in laughing through that door
Look up at the towers through the falling snow
It's hard to tell what you've been going through
Because I'm a stranger now in your world
And I give anything to understand the rules again
Chorus
Day in day out, I have no doubt
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Thinking about old times
Thinking about the things we said
All the worthless games and lies
I'm looking at myself
And the mirror's unkind
You're inside my mind
And you're outside my eyes
And I'm looking for something
That's real in my life, something true, yeah!
And I'm looking for something to hold on to
But I guess it won't be you
Thinking about
Thinking about
Thinking about you all the time
You're on my mind
But this song is not for you
Of all the things I could've done
I walked right out the door
Left like a loaded gun
Into the street
And these new days drag on
Through the long afternoon
I'm smashed and Flintstones are on TV
Repeat
Yeah well sometimes I wake up round midnight
With you wreathed around my skull
Like a halo of lies most of the time
And I'm in denial coming down from the ceiling
I was just your stepping stone
You burned out all my feelings
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(John Waite/Glenn Burtnick)
There's diamonds in the avenue
As the dayshift turns to night
In the Empire diner dreaming
Hard rain, fluorescent lights
As the waitress fills my coffee cup
And the working girls go by
Drenched Irish cops are dreaming sex
And peep show alibis
Everything underneath the skyline
From the east side to the west
I see the miracle in real time
And there's one I've loved the best
See there's an angel on the D train
As she's flying to my world
And I'm wiating for a New York City girl
Times Square looks like Avalon
In a Disney morphine dream
Dylan Thomas rides a white horse drunk
At the counter next to me
I wake up in the bed sometimes
And watch her as she sleeps
In the silence and the sirens
I pray her soul to keep
Chorus
The catherine wheel burns bright tonight
Down on the avenue
But nowhere near as bright, my love
As the fire that burns for you
Everything underneath the skyline
From the east side to the west
Of the lives I've lived and those I've known
There is one I've loved the best
See there's an angel on the D train
As she's flying to my world
And I'm wiating for a New York City girl
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For so long, you've gone on
Trying to see an end to it all
But I know that your grip, is getting loose
And you think, if you leave
The pain will go away, but you don't know what you need
To get through
'Cuz I can tell by the things you say, that your feelings will never change
You keep coming back to what you think is real
'Cuz it's ok to wanna be free
And it's ok, to spread your wings
If you know how to fly, if you know to feel alive
So for now, you go on
Crawling along for a while
You're dragging me down, you're holding me back, you're making it end
'Cuz I can tell by the things you say, that your feelings will never change
You keep coming back to what you think is real
'Cuz it's ok to wanna be free, it's ok to spread your wings
If you know how to fly, if you know how to feel alive
You can fly
You can fly
You can fly
It's ok to wanna be free, it's ok to spread your wings
If you know how to fly, if you know how to feel alive
And it's ok, to close your eyes, and it's ok to fade away
Don't wanna stay, if you don't think that you'll survive
You can fly
You can fly
You can fly
You can fly
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There's something in you... child
A mystery that I can't define
But it blows my mind
I'm walking on air... with you
A kite in the sky
Without a care
It's something we share
And all of these clues
Lead me to you
Hey!... I'm so surprised
Everything that fills my eyes
Is about you and this new thing
Hey! Is it really true
Everything I say and do
Is about you and this new thing... lo'
And if I feel blue... child
I come to you so free and so wild
And I feel fine
The little things you do... I find
Here in my eyes, my heart and my mind
Your sexy smile
Your sense of style
Your kiss!
Hey!... I'm so surprised
Everything that fills my eyes
Is about you and this new thing
Hey! Is it really true
Everything I say and do
Is about you
Hey!... It fells so good
I never thought I ever would
Find a new thing
Such a new thing
Hey!... One and one make two
So everything I say and do is about you
And this new thing... love
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I know you're someone's daughter
You know I'm somebody's son
We spent our lives until this moment
Looking for the special one
Nobody gave us the directions
To this life we have to live
Although we've both been taken
We've got so much left to give
So much left to give
I know it's right behind me
The blue highway that I've run
It led me here to find you
It's worth everything I've done
To find my special one
Now I've found my special one
Now I've found my special one
Maybe we won't find the answers
Maybe life is just a song
It may be imagination
But the vision seems so strong
From the first time that I saw you
I knew how it would be
The world is full of wonder
It takes both of us to see
It takes both of us to see
I know it's right behind me
The blue highway that I've run
It led me here to find you
It's worth everything I've done
To find my special one
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Face of an Angel, pretty eyes that shine
I lie awake at night wishin' you were mine
I'm standing here holding the biggest heartache in town
Whenever you come around
I get a weak in the knees
And I lose my breath
Oh I try to speak but I can't find the words ***
I'm half scared to death
'Cos when you smile that smile
My world turns upside down (yeah)
Whenever you come around
I get so helpless, I feel just like a kid ***
What is it about you that makes me keep these feelings hid
I wish I could tell you but the words just can't be found
Whenever you come around
I get a weak in the knees
And I lose my breath
Yeah I try to speak but I can't find the words ***
I'm half scared to death
Cause when you smile that smile
My world turns upside down
Whenever you come around
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We've seen a lifetime since we met
Through good and bad
And things we won't forget
Forgotten promises and broken vows
But we always made it through somehow
But the key to you is broken in the lock
And a simple band of gold is all we've got
It's in the things that I can't say
That tear us both apart
But if you keep listening
You'll hear inside my heart of hearts
Darling, the simple things are hard to say
And darling the words get in the way
The poet sees the world through rhymes
But only says so much
See darling, the words are in my touch
the meaning's in my touch
And maybe there's something I should say
To make everything that's wrong Ok
A simple phrase, a sonnet from a play
But a man can only say so much these days
And we're drifting to the deep end of the lake
Trying to make good on our past mistakes
And I know you tried
But heaven's here and now
I've got no explanation
Words are worthless to me now
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(John Waite/Shane Fontayne)
No Krishna, Buddha, Jesus in my soul
'Till the sun breaks through again
Down into nothing as I lose myself
In the perfectness of Zen
She said: I got the answer
I said: I'm curious, can you write that down my friend
It said there's nothing in the real world
So why should we pretend...zero!
Godhead
We got nothing, we got everything
I took a page out of Upanishads
And I flew a paper plane
But there is nothing in the real world
But the cool, cool, cool of soul
And I've got nothing in my pokcets
But lose change and gold...zero!
And I'm trying to get somewhere
In a room with glow
The church mice are singing now
What John Lee Hooker knows
Godhead
We got nothing, we got everything
I'm falling backwards in her mirrored room
In her mirrored room tonight
She's looking good
And I feel fine
As she says we might make it to Godhead
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(John Waite/Pete Wasner)
Well I come home in the evening
To the same old house alone
And in the silence of these empty rooms
I take shelter from the storm
But I bought a paint box
And some brushes to pass the time
Since you've been gone
It's a portrait of a broken man
And the colours always run
A figure in a landscape
It's a work of art, you'll see
A figure in a landscape
It's a masterpiece of loneliness, that's me
Well I climb the stairs in this haunted house
To find your spirit everywhere
With the bright stars on the rooftops
And my old friend the moon is there
But I can't quite get the colours right
See I'm reaching for the deepest blue
It's a one man show, I'm free again
But still belong to you
Chorus
And I stand there in the kitchen light
With your ghost and memories
Got what I wanted I got my freedom
But I miss you still
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