Although you've spoken many times before, A sight of birth he leaves you by a door. And now you know he doesn't understand. And all you need is the warmth
Just for you with your open hands Waiting for the touch of man Clutching with your blackened gloves You try to capture all the doves That flee into The
When I sing I can't bring everything on the wing Flying down from dizzy air To the ground because I care You will be love and your love will live When
You came to me with fire inside Your movements and your pride And asking to be rescued from The pain you had become I tore apart the prison and I hid
You've got the untortured mind of a woman Who has answered all the questions before. You've got the free-givin' ways of a woman Who has kicked all the
With your beautiful hair And your sixteen years You kissed me as I lay still If I can see you never, Then I'll sleep forever All my lonely love to kill
I've got ten thousand troubles, a million woes. I got grief in my soul nobody knows. I got heartaches, I got stingin' water fallin' out of the sky.
Well let me tell all you pretty women One tiny word of advice Tell you pretty woman One tiny word of advice Just do me one favor Won't you understand
It happens every time. Give my love, She leaves me behind. It happens every time. The sorrow makes me lose my mind. If she'd only be as true as I am,
Hey I've been out walking, ain't done too much talking these days Ah Lord I sit alone and weep all the time to hesitate Ah now darling don't you cry
Oh now my brother's been taken away Gone are the old times when we used to say Oh a woman was younger she knew what to do Oh but I look around me,
If you're ever in New York...(Is it a girl?) If you're ever in New York, there's not very Many carnivals going on And that may not be much, but uh...
I am a poor wayfaring stranger Lord a travelling through this world of woe And I find sickness toil and danger Lord everywhere everywhere I go I
As she walks near me my blood feels the chance All spinning and swirling it yearns for the dance To become part of me poor one to take part of her
I am a poor wayfaring stranger Travelling through this world of woes Lord and I find sickness sickness, oh toil and trouble oh Everywhere everywhere
She is the day that gives me time to live and linger love my life Till night comes on with sundown scythe to end the puzzled pantomime She is a day
The singer cries for people's lies He will sing for the day to bring him night The circus burns in carnival flame And for a while you won't know my name
You don't remember what to say You don't remember what to do You don't remember where to go You don't remember what to choose You wheel, you steal,
