Would you feel better If you knew that I still dream about us? What I wonder, though, If you think about me too? They say I'm crazy Yes, that's true,
Ev'ry one keeps telling me I'm something I'm not They fill me with questions, they tear me apart But through it all it was you who pulled me out Please
Songbird sings from the heart Each word can tear you apart I sing - you sing along You find your life in my song When you need the strength to carry
Stay away leave me alone Stay away from my door 'Cause you'll hurt me again like you hurt me before Don't want no excuses I don't want no more lies I
The sun'll come out tomorrow, Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow there'll be sun Just thinking about tomorrow Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow
You don't bring me flowers You don't sing me love songs You hardly talk to me anymore When you come through that door at the end of the day... I remember
Go on with your song, bird, you can't go wrong, bird, you will go on and on, bird, like you did before. Though your wings are broken the sky is so wide
(Benson/Falkner) Like a folk singer's song I'm moving on And I'm not the kind of man that acts very strong When the girls are looking on When the
(Benson) This is the sound of the world's smallest violin I've seen worse than the worst trouble you've been in You're the greatest sufferer that
(Benson) You'll be sorry the next time you see me You'll eat your hat I promise you that I'll say I told you so and you'll bow your head I'll feel
See the Soul Singer in the session band Shredded to ribbons beneath a microphone stand Felt the quickness of pity like a flash in a pan For the Soul
I don't think you have a clue who I am and exactly what I do One voice alone could save a soul I don't think you have a clue who I am and what I'll do
Un peu de reve Un peu d'espoir On est dans l'arene Des faiseurs de gloire A la semaine, et a la chaine Une belle histoire Un conte de fees A qui en
Ces mecaniques bien en jambe Dans le temps qui se clot Ces statues bien huilees tremblant d'eternite S'enfoncent dans ma nuit impavide et bornee Et dans
Tout ces regards fuyants Sont des miroirs Reflets jaloux des yeux A l'encre noire Aucuns efforts pour savoir qui nous sommes On plait ou on ne plait
I heard a voice so pure and easy, a songbird singing for me, I had no choice, only to listen, and surrender to her world; And she will fly over the rainbow
Si en tus enojos decides castigar al que ha cantado cuando haya quebrantado tu Ley Santa. Haz que le ahogue el llanto de sus ojos, haz que padezca
J'suis vieille et moche, un peu fluette Assez souvent mal embouchee Trop malpolie pour etre honnete J'ai tendance a me poch'tronner J'envoie valdinguer