Maybe it's her face, no makeup at all As she tells me she's not beautiful Maybe it's her hair, soft golden and wind blown As we drive through the streets
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Written by Rockwell Ryan I can feel a north wind blowing And I know something's going down tonight The chains that bind are getting restless The albatross
i've this sinking feeling i'm before Your throne and these songs i have been singing well they're empty in my throat as this plate comes by i realize
All my life I've been reaching toward something Believing these hands could get me through As my heart collects dust upon the shelves of my life My hands
If i lay my voice down at Your feet would you still hear my song echoing i might end this game of hide and seek because in You i am complete oh in
standing at the water's edge, i feel a trembling fear as the waves crash 'round my ankles feel the thunder in my ear i see the change is coming, the
Written by Rockwell Ryan When I first met you That is when I knew This would be a long road home When I crawled into your head That is when I said
filthy, dirty, something that I can't explain I'm so unworthy, this gift You give me every day and sometimes I just can't buy the reason why You die
Written by Rockwell Ryan Take Me back to the place where we first met Cause being lonely I haven't mastered yet And these cigarettes won't do the trick
And everytime I think of you I'll remember all the goodtimes that we've had And everytime I sing this tune I will laugh, I will cry, I will close my
Written by Rockwell Ryan I'm comin home to see you Yes I'm comin home tonight If the time gone has wronged you Then I'm gonna make it right I'm gonna
You are my inspiration in work and in play In the verses I sing and the words that I say You are to my life, what the sunshine is to the day And you
I look at her and have to smile As we go driving for a while Her hair blowing in the open window of my car And as we go the traffic lights Watch them
Stretching out across these waters The fog rolls in to lay its claim River whispers in soft voices As it waits for one more day I walk softly on this
trying to make sense of this puzzle but feeling like the pieces are scattered all around this room climbing the fence of my trouble falling down once
it's her hair and her eyes today that just simply take me away and the feeling that i'm falling further in love makes me shiver but in a good way
Oh these days, I can't feel them, they're not here Oh your ways, they hang like a gray cloud over me "And oh and I'll be fine Oh when these clouds subside
