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it's amazing how u can speak right to my heart
without saying a word u can light up the dark try as I may, I can never explain what I hear when u don't say a thing the smile on your face let's me know that u need me there's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me the touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall you say it best when you say nothing at all all day long I can hear people talking out loud but when u hold me near u drown out the crowd old Mr Webster could never define what's being said between your heart and mine the smile on your face let's me know that u need me there's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me the touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall you say it best when you say nothing at all |
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I left home when I was seventeen
just grew tired of falling down yanno u guys I think I just figured out my problem - I am just made of too many memories - I am stting here listening to this song in tears but I am not sad ....and I 'm sure I was told that the lure of the road would be all I found and all the answers that I started with turned out questions in the end and the years rolled on by and just like the sky the road never ends and the people who love me still ask me when are you coming back to town and I answer quite frankly when they stop building roads and there aint no more highways to be found and I answer quite frankly when they stop building roads and all God needs is gravity to hold me down. |
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Edited by
sweetestgirl11
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Sun 02/13/11 05:25 PM
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I dont know that I will ever trust again
it's a price that I must pay for all my sins time has changed me and left me full of doubt and my heart has been lost never to be found |
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when I reach the place i'm goin'
I will surely know my way and I will turn and look inside me bid farewell to one more day |
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baby open up that bottle
come and lay down by my side I don't have no special reason just this ache I feel inside I wanna lose my inhibitions I wanna lose those words we said I wanna drink my fill of u babe let it go right to my head tonight I wanna hold u I wanna look into your eyes I wanna watch these broken dreams turn into memories just like the water baby just like water into wine |
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I like to dream Yes, yes right between the sound machine
On a cloud of sight I drift in the night Any place it goes is right Goes far, flies near, to the stars away from here |
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come with me little girl..on a magic carpet ride
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when I woke up this morning
you were on my mind you were on my mind |
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ya didn't have to love me like ya did,
but ya did, yeah ya did.... and I thank you |
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all my life I've been shortchanged
with out your love baby it's a crying shame |
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what's new ***** cat
whoa whoa whoa |
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Edited by
manOfewwords
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Mon 02/21/11 08:56 AM
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When I woke up the next morning,
You looked right through me Through your eyes crying, I could finally see They said, "please baby please" |
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Well I left my home searching up for green grass
Headed for Pine Ridge and points beyond But on the road I met an impasse Every direction looked just like home |
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It's knowing that your door is always open and your path is free to walk
that keeps you in the back roads and the rivers of my memory... that keeps you ever gentle on my mind. |
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When I get older they think I'm a fool
The teacher told me I should stay after school She caught me pounding on the desk with my hands But my licks was so hot I made the teacher wanna dance |
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doctor said, girl ya better
have some fun no matter what you do but he's a fool... nothing compares to you |
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ya didn't have to be so nice
I would have liked you anyway... |
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When I think back
On all the crap I learned in high school It's a wonder I can think at all And though my lack of education Hasn't hurt me none I can read the writing on the wall |
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Now the revenue man wanted Grandaddy bad
He headed up the holler with everything he had It's before my time but I've been told He never came back from Copperhead Road |
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I pulled into Nazareth, I was feelin' about half past dead;
I just need some place where I can lay my head. "Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?" He just grinned and shook my hand, and "No!", was all he said. |
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