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- sassy annie
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Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In '77 and '69 revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
When the head of state didn't play guitar
Not everybody drove a car
When music really mattered and when radio was king
When accountants didn't have control
And the media couldn't buy your soul
And computers were still scary and we didn't know everything
In '77 and '69 revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
When the head of state didn't play guitar
Not everybody drove a car
When music really mattered and when radio was king
When accountants didn't have control
And the media couldn't buy your soul
And computers were still scary and we didn't know everything

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- Yvonne from Oz
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I was all right for a while
I could smile for a while
then I saw you last night
you held my hand so tight
when you stopped to say hello
then you wished me well, you couldnt tell that I'd been
Crying over you
Crying over you
then you said so long
left me standing all alone
alone and crying
crying, crying, crying
its hard to understand
that the touch of your hand
can start me crying
I could smile for a while
then I saw you last night
you held my hand so tight
when you stopped to say hello
then you wished me well, you couldnt tell that I'd been
Crying over you
Crying over you
then you said so long
left me standing all alone
alone and crying
crying, crying, crying
its hard to understand
that the touch of your hand
can start me crying

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- Yvonne from Oz
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As a hard rain beats down in the night it sounds like applause
Still I can't hear a sound with the beat of my heart
I can't pick up that phone anymore and I need to confess
If I don't say 'I love you' everything else is a waste of my breathe
Every beat of my heart I would give
Every beat of my heart just to live
To live for your love, if all that I want
Is to die in your arms
I'd give you every beat of my heart
Still I can't hear a sound with the beat of my heart
I can't pick up that phone anymore and I need to confess
If I don't say 'I love you' everything else is a waste of my breathe
Every beat of my heart I would give
Every beat of my heart just to live
To live for your love, if all that I want
Is to die in your arms
I'd give you every beat of my heart

- sassy annie
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Now looking back over the years
And whatever else that appears
I remember I cried when my father died
Never wishing to hide the tears
And at sixty-five years old
My mother, God rest her soul,
Couldn’t understand why the only man
She had ever loved had been taken
Leaving her to start with a heart so badly broken
Despite encouragement from me
No words were ever spoken
And when she passed away
I cried and cried all day
Alone again, naturally
Alone again, naturally
And whatever else that appears
I remember I cried when my father died
Never wishing to hide the tears
And at sixty-five years old
My mother, God rest her soul,
Couldn’t understand why the only man
She had ever loved had been taken
Leaving her to start with a heart so badly broken
Despite encouragement from me
No words were ever spoken
And when she passed away
I cried and cried all day
Alone again, naturally
Alone again, naturally

- sassy annie
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- Yvonne from Oz
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