In the wintertime Keep your feet warm, Keep your clothes on And don't forget me. Keep the memory, But keep your powder dry, too. In the summer By the
It seems the songs we're singing Are all about tomorrow, Tunes of promises that we can't keep. Every moment bringing A love I can only borrow, You're
Desperanto spoken here, Today I hear it everywhere, It is the language of Despair It's in your nails and It's in your hair It's in your mouth instead
I'm tired, so tired I can hardly stand, I can't breathe in the air in this city tonight. It's taken everything I had to give And now I just want to get
Down by the salley gardens My love and I did meet. She passed the salley gardens With little snow white feet. She bid me take life easy As the leaves
When you're alone And life is making you lonely You can always go Down town. When you've got worries All the noise and the hurry Seems to hurt, I know
I hope that I won't be that lone anymore Maybe I've learned this time. I hope that I find what I'm reaching for, The way that is easin' my mind. Some
Easy in the city, Easy in the mind. Easy in the city, Easy in the mind. Light is slanting sideways Sun is getting through. Gonna take a taxi Gotta get
This morning too didn't rise before noon She's a lazy lady today. Always young and new with your eyes on the moon, You're a crazy lady like you said.
Our revels now our ended, These are actors, as I foretold you, Were all spirits, and are melted into air, Into thin air. And like the baseless fabric
Anna I And the last big town we came to was san francisco. Life, there, was fine, only Anna felt so tired And grew envious of others: Of those who pass
Et maintenant, que vais-je faire De tout le temps que sera ma vie? De tous ces gens qui m'indifferent Maintenant que tu es parti. Toutes les nuits,
I know you're out there having a good time. Spaced out chicks, love potions and good wine. Don't make me laugh, you're not in there alone, There's other
Did he take you out dancing, holding you tight, Did he show you steps one, two, and three? Did he leave you at your doorway, whispering good-night? I
Falling from grace, falling from grace, Lord, you have a pretty face. Take it away and pack it in a suitcase Then forget about falling from grace. Don
I'm much too sentimental, My heart is never free. Perhaps it's accidental That love should come to me. Some little thing within me Protects me for a
Oh, fare thee well, I must be gone And leave you for a while. If ever I go I will return If I go ten thousand miles. If I go If I go If I go ten thousand
I know that woman in the mirror, not quite yours and not quite mine, Who she is can't say for sure, could be from another tide. She's the queen of sheba