Come down sometime We'll share a rusty can of corn... And listen to the radio I love you, I love you, it says... CHORUS: Where did your heart go
Where there's really nothing I guess it's all in my heart Just trying to make something Where there's really nothing I guess it's all in my heart
I stumble Everytime I fall And though she's never shown it I've known it from the start Everytime I fall it breaks her heart Everytime I fall It breaks her heart
all that's changed, I'm so glad You're still lovin' me With that some ol' high school heart You're still lovin' me With that some ol' high school heart
A dream is a wish your heart makes When you're fast asleep In dreams you will lose your heartaches Whatever you wish for you keep Have faith in your
But their powerless words were in vain And the bombs fell down like acid rain But through the tears and the blood and the pain You can still hear that
With a child's heart Go face the worries of the day With a child's heart Turn each problem into play No need to worry no need to fear Just being alive
still I need a path because I'm lost in a world Made for you and me Oooh... Baby, Baby I hear a symphony Ooooh... baby Whenever your near I hear a
At the local barbeque It's just another borin' Monday An' there's nothin' else to do Now as we stepped out of the car I Heard someone behind me fighting
way I danced with you. Juliett: Time can never mend (oooh), Careless whispers of a good friend. To the heart and mind (to the heart and mind), Ignorance
(Graham Russell, Michael Sherwood) There's a man with the smallest of worlds in his hand And a tear fills his eyes as he tries to hang on Holding his
(Michael Buble') I'm not surprised Not everything lasts I've broken my heart so many times I've stopped keepin' track. Talk myself in I talk myself
Other dancers may be on the floor Dear, but my eyes will see only you Only you have the magic technique When we sway I go weak I can hear the sounds
man... What yo' God got to do with me?... I'm not tryin' to hear that, see... [Chorus x2] Every joint I rock, Every line you hear, Baby I don't care
much man your ruinin' my high Don't wanna lose the feelin' Cause the roof is chillin' It's on fire & you lookin' Good for the gettin' I'm rida Other
slave Racist is how they want us to behave White Johnny, be fighting black Michael Both are blind to the system's sick cycle In a circle psychotically they slay each other
Michael Love There's something special about it Just what, I can't quite say But there's no doubt that it's different From any other day There are no
Now Randy listen I rock a house party at the drop of a hat I beat a biter down with an aluminum bat A lot of people they be Jonesin' just to hear me
