All I ask is to live each moment free from the last Take the road forgotten, don't leave me here Oh, please let me stray far from familiar things All
Not everyone in New York Would pay to see Andrew Lloyd Webber May his trousers fall down As he bows to the queen and the crown I don't know what tune
Make your decision now, rely on no help from above Living is luxury, I want everything you throw out I'll do anything you want to Please let me go with
Four seasons in one day Lying in the depths of your imagination Worlds above and worlds below Sun shines on the black clouds hanging over the domain
I'm really close tonight And I feel like I'm moving inside her Lying in the dark And I think that I'm beginning to know her Let it go, I'll be there
I'm still here I won't go away I'm still here I've come to rain on your parade I'm still here It's getting late Well, I'm still hangin' round Keepin'
Escape is on your mind again Escape to a far away land At times it seems there is no end To long hard nights of drinking Chorus: How will you go How
Fork lightning in your hall Break the skin when you break the fall I'll be the one to fix it up Love children of the new age Just a hippy with a weekly
I bring you plates from Rome You say they look fantastic I say we're having fun Nothing like that Italian Plastic I bring you rocks and flowers You
Ice will melt, water will boil You and I can shake off this mortal coil It's bigger than us You don't have to worry about it Ready or not here comes
Pretty soon you'll be able to remember her Lying in the garden singing Right where she'll always be, the door is always open This is the place that
Watch out big ships are waiting, salt frozen on your cheek I saw a girl and boy arriving and a steamer put out to sea Tall trees stand in the distance
What'll I tell him when he comes to me for absolution? Wouldn't you know it, hope I don't make a bad decision Cause I'd like to believe that there is
Walking 'round the room singing "Stormy Weather" At 57 Mt. Pleasant Street Well, it's the same room, but everything's different You can fight the sleep
Dull, dull grey, the colour of our times Cool cool space that I still hope to find Far beyond the veil The sound of whispers and moans Slow time bomb
I bring you plates from Rome You say "They look fantastic" I say "We're having fun" Nothing like that Italian plastic I bring you rocks and flowers You
What'll I tell him When he comes to me for absolution? Wouldn't you know it? Hope I don't make a bad decision 'Cos I'd like to believe that there is
