Mother, be like the Northern Sky Open and wide You should be free Mother, come let me dry your eyes You need an angel Let it be me So let us rise To
Better To Have Loved: Ooh Better To Have Loved... Ooh If the sun went down tomorrow and it never came back And the city went quiet and we fade to black
Where do you go? When you're alone and in your head Why do they know you? Is your story painted in red? What do you see? What do you dream when you're
I am your sexy girl I am your baby girl I am your innocence I am your mother I'm Lady Chatterly Or Lady Chastity Or some anonymous lover
Don't know just where I'm going And tomorrow, it's a little overwhelming And the air is cold And I'm not the same anymore I've been running in your direction
In this jury There are peddlers and disbelievers In this fountain There are silver dollars and penniless creatures Chorus: It's your gravity
In a perfect world, in another time In a far off place we wouldn't need to justify Everything we are And all that we believe We could finally be Whoever
She will never be invincible She will never be some Florence Nightingale Her threshold's invisible But she'll hang on like hell Chorus: She
These are just the three degrees of Failing. First it's in your voice and how it's Trailing. I can tell my grip on you is Fading. 'Cause I can feel your
We thought it had it all We thought we'd go unscathed We thought our love would border on infinity We thought that we were free The world would disappear
Woo Sweet revelation got me Levitating over ground Life and all it's vibrations No, I'm never coming down Oh you're my own superhero Keeps watching over
Oo, you got big muscles rippling Underneath your shirt I'm so glad to meet you, baby Tell me, what do you do for work? Me? I'm just a housewife So sad
When you ask me, who I am: What is my vision? And do I have a plan? Where is my strength? Have I nothing to say? I hear the words in my head, but I push
Hands touch, eyes meet Sudden silence, sudden heat Hearts leap in a giddy whirl He could be that boy But I'm not that girl Don't dream too far
Tryin' just to rise above, But it's inevitably sinkin' low. And I'm tryin' to take the higher road, But the more I lift me up, the deeper down I go
You'd say everything was okay Even if it was a lie You sold me on a million stories I believed you every time Well, this ain't funny anymore I don't
Like a prima ballerina I tip toe, tip toe around you constantly I hear the water running Will it wash your tears or leak through the ceiling? Make my
If we move in together Will I still be a slob? Will things get ordinary? Will I piss you off? 'Cause I don't cook I throw my clothes on the
