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written by j. bon jovi, b. falcon
Well I've run through rainbows and castles of candy
I cried a river of tears from the pain
I try to dance with what life has to hand me
My partner's been pleasure...my partner's been pain
There are days when I swear I could fly like an eagle
And dark desperate hours that nobody sees
My arms stretched triumphant on top of the mountain
My head in my hands...down on my knees
Sometimes it's a bitch...sometimes it's a breeze
Sometimes love's blind...and sometimes it sees
Sometimes it's roses...and, sometimes it's weeds
Sometimes it's a bitch...sometimes it's a breeze
I've reached in darkness and come out with treasure
I've laid down with love and I woke up with lies
What's it all worth only the heart can measure
It's not what's in the mirror...but what's left inside
Sometimes it's a bitch...sometimes it's a breeze
Sometimes love's blind...and sometimes it sees
Sometimes it's roses...and, sometimes it's weeds
Sometimes it's a bitch...sometimes it's a breeze
You gotta take it as it comes
Sometimes it don't come easy
I've run through rainbows and castles of candy
And I've cried a river of tears from the pain
I tried to dance with what life had to hand me
And if I could...I'd do it all over again
Sometimes it's a bitch...sometimes it's a breeze
Sometimes love's blind...and sometimes it sees
Sometimes it's roses...and, sometimes it's weeds
Sometimes it's a bitch...sometimes it's a breeze
Sometimes the picture just ain't what it seems
You get what you want...but it's not what you need
Sometimes it's a bitch...sometimes...it's a breeze
Well it's a breeze...it's a breeze...it's a breeze...
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Written by T. Petty, M. Campbell
Duet with Tom Petty
Baby you'll come knocking on
my front door
Same old line you used to use before
I said ya...well...
what am I supposed to do
I didn't know what I was getting into
So you've had a little trouble in town
Now you're keeping some demon down
Stop draggin' my...
Stop draggin' my...
Stop draggin' my heart around
It's hard to think about
what you've wanted
It's hard to think about what you've lost
This doesn't have to be the big get even
This doesn't have to be anything at all
I know you really want to
tell me good-bye
I know you really want to
be your own girl
Baby you could never look me in the eye
Yeah you buckle with the weight
of the words
Stop draggin' my...
Stop draggin' my...
Stop draggin' my heart around
There's people running 'round loose
in the world
Ain't got nothing better to do
Than make a meal of some
bright eyed kid
You need someone looking after you
I know you really want to
tell me good-bye
I know you really want to
be your own girl
Baby you could never look me in the eye
Yeah you buckle with the weight
of the words
Stop draggin' my...
Stop draggin' my...
Stop draggin' my heart around
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written by s. nicks, m.campbell
Would you change your mind, at the very last moment
Would you say stop for a second...I'll bet you could think for a minute
In the morning light...he says, "When will I see you?"
She says, "I don't think tomorrow, baby"
Sometimes I wonder if things would change if we stayed together
Would you change your mind, at the very last minute
I think you should stop for a second...Think for a moment
This could be a whole lotta trouble
Whole lotta trouble
Whole lotta trouble for you
Well this could be a whole lotta trouble
Whole lotta trouble
Whole lotta trouble for you
And the angel said, "Well you must have had a dream...
And you remember it..."Till the dream followed through...
Till the -- end of the dream...and the dream came true
When I want something...I get it
"You'd better go," he says, "Yes I think I better,"
Stop for a moment...I think you should think for a minute
Would you change your mind, at the very last minute
When I want something...I get it!
Whole lotta trouble
Whole lotta trouble
Whole lotta trouble for you
Well this could be a whole lotta trouble
Whole lotta trouble, baby
Whole lotta trouble for you
Oh yeah, oh yeah...Not guilty...Have mercy!
Oh he says, "You could be my prisoner...
Well you're not living in the real world...
You're not living in the real world."
You're not my friend...you're not my love
And this is something that we really don't discuss
"Where are you?" Sometimes I hear you crying...
And I wake up...and I get through it
Well this could be a whole lotta trouble
Whole lotta trouble
Whole lotta trouble for you...
Well this could be a whole lotta trouble
Whole lotta trouble, baby
A whole lotta trouble for you...
[Repeat]
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written by c. sandford
I can see we're thinkin' bout the same things
And I can see your expression when the phone rings
We both know there's something happening here
Well, there's no sense in dancing round the subject
A wound gets worse when it's treated with neglect
Don't turn around there's nothing here to fear
You can talk to me
Talk to me
You can talk to me
You can set your secrets free, baby
Dusty words lying under carpets
Seldom heard well must you keep your secrets
Locked inside hidden safe from view
Well, is it all that hard
Is it all that tough
Well, I've shown you all my cards now isn't that enough
You can hide your hurt
But, there's something you can do
You can talk to me
Talk to me...talk to me
I can set your secrets free, baby
La, la, la, la...
Though we lay face to face and cheek to cheek
Our voices stray from the common ground where they
could meet
The walls run high, to veil a swelling tear
Oh, let the walls burn down, set your secrets free
You can break their bounds, cause you're safe with me
You can lose your doubt, cause you'll find no danger
not here
You can talk to me
Talk to me
You can talk to me
You can set your secrets free, baby
Oh, I can see you running...I can see you running
I can see you running all the way back home
I can see your expression when the phone rings
And I can see that you're thinkin' bout the same things
Is it all that hard
Is it all that tough
Well, you've taken all there is now baby
Isn't that enough
Well, I can see you runnin'...I can see you runnin'
All the way back
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written by Stevie Nicks
No one looked...as I walked by
Just an invitation would have been just fine
Said no to him...again and again
First he took my heart...then he ran
No one knows how I feel
What I say unless you read between my lines
One man walked away from me
First he took my hand...take me home
Stand back...stand back
In the middle of my room
I did not hear from you
It's alright...it's alright
To be standing in a line
(Standing in a line)
I would cry...
Do not turn away my friend
Like a willow I can bend
No man calls my name
No man came
So I walked on down away from you
Maybe your attention was more
Than you could do
One man did not call
He asked me for my love
And that was all
Stand back...stand back
In the middle of my room
I did not hear from you
It's alright...it's alright
To be standing in a line
(Standing in a line)
(Standing in a line)
So I walked on down the line
Away from you
Maybe your attention was more
Than I could do
One man...did not call
Well he asked me for my love
That was all
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written by Stevie Nicks
You're not a stranger to me
And you are something to see
You don't even know how to please
You say a lot...but you're unaware how to leave
My darling lives in a world that is not mine
An old child misunderstood...out of time
Timeless is the creature who is wise
And timeless is the prisoner in disguise
Oh who is the beauty...who the beast
Would you die of grieving when I leave
Two children too blind to see
I would fall in your shadow...I believe
My love is a man who's not been tamed
Oh...my love lives in a world of false pleasure and pain
We come from difference worlds...we are the same (my love)
I never doubted your beauty...I've changed
I never doubted your beauty...I've changed
Changed...who is the beauty
Where is my beast (my love)
There is no beauty
Without my beast (my love)
Who is the beauty
Who... (my love)
Ahhh...
Oh...la bete...la bete
Where is my beast
My beauty...my beauty
My beautiful...beautiful...beautiful
Beautiful beast
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written by s. nicks, s. Stewart
I hear a voice...in the room next to mine
Feels good...sounds good...
Closes the door from behind
And another voice...comes thru the door
I am dealing with a man
When away from me...stays deep inside my heart
And he says if anyone falls in love
It will be one of us
If anyone falls in love
Somewhere...in the twilight...dreamtime
Somewhere...in the back of your mind
If anyone falls...
And I heard someone say
As my eyes turned away
He said "I have loved many women
I have many times...run away"
Ooh...I have never known the words
Well I have tried to be true
Well I have never known what to say
How to say...seen anything today
Never seen...anything...like you
If anyone falls in love
Somewhere...in the twilight...dreamtime
Somewhere...in the back of your mind
If anyone falls...
So I'm never gonna see you
Never gonna see you...deep inside my heart
Oh I see your shadow against
Shadow against...shadow against the wall
Baby I see your shadow against the wall
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written by s. nicks, r. nowels
Somewhere out in the back of your mind (Somewhere)
Comes your real life and the life that you know
It seems like it was the creation of some of those same old things
It seemed to be the only thing left out in the light
She had trusted many...
But been unfamiliar with...
Almost everyone but you
Well maybe I'm just thinking that the rooms are all on fire
Everytime that you walk in the room
Well there is magic all around you, if I do say so myself...
I have known this much longer than I've known you
She had trusted many...
And then there would be someone who would enter into her presence
That she could sense for miles...
She dreamed of her wanton luxury
And she laughed and she cried...and she tried to taunt him
And he hated to be separated...
From that picture...No...
Well maybe I'm just thinking that the rooms are all on fire
Everytime that you walk in the room
Ooh, well there is magic all around you, if I do say so myself...
Well I have known this much longer than I've known you
Long nets of white cloud my memory...
Long nets of white cloud my memory...
Ooh...there is magic...all around you...
Everytime you walk in the room...
Well maybe I'm just thinking that the rooms are all on fire
Everytime that you walk in the room
Well there is magic all around you, if I do say so myself...
Well I have known this much longer than I've known you...
[Repeat]
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written by b. michaels, p. schunk
Wake up my sweet child
There's something I've got to say to you tonite
It's time you took a look at me
Cause there's so much more to me
Than meets the eye
Well, there's more to love than makin' time
The harder you look the more you'll find
It's never easy no matter what they say
Chorus:
Love's a hard game to play
The heart's the price you pay
Love's a hard game to play
No matter what they say
Win or lose, no matter what they say
Love's a hard game to play
The problem here is not my fear
The trouble is you can't convince yourself
For tonight, let's lose the past
Make love last
Put our worries up on the shelf
We've been through thick and thin, and back again
And we can endure love's sweet pain
Remember, starting the fire is easy
The hardest part is learning how to keep the flame
Love's like walking a real fine line
You get too close and you'll go blind
Let go too long and it will all drift away
Repeat Chorus:
Just when I feel like I'm losin' you
I hear them voices call
They say it's better to have lost at love
Than never to have loved at all
Lose or win, stand or fall
Well, there's more to love than makin' time
The harder you look, the more you'll find
It's never easy, no matter what they say
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written by Stevie Nicks
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song ...
Sounds like she's singing...
whoo...whoo...whoo
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
ooo...baby...ooo...said ooo
And the days go by....
like a strand in the wind
In the web that is my own...
I begin again
Said to my friend, baby...
Nothin' else mattered
He was no more...than a baby then
Well he... seemed broken hearted...
something within him
But the moment...that I first laid...
Eyes...on...him...all alone...
On the edge of...seventeen
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song ...
Sounds like she's singing...
whoo...whoo...whoo
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
ooo...baby...ooo...said ooo
I went today...maybe I will go again...
tomorrow
And the music there it was hauntingly...
familiar
And I see you doing...
what I try to do for me
With the words from a poet...
and the voice from a choir
And a melody...nothing else mattered
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song ...
Sounds like she's singing...
whoo...whoo...whoo
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
ooo...baby...ooo...said ooo
The clouds...never expect it...
when it rains
But the sea changes colours...
but the sea...
Does not change
And so...with the slow...graceful flow..
of age
I went forth...with an age old...
desire...to please
On the edge of...seventeen
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song ...
Sounds like she's singing...
whoo...whoo...whoo
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
ooo...baby...ooo...said ooo
Well then suddenly...
there was no one...left standing
In the hall...yeah, yeah...
In a flood of tears
That no one really ever heard fall at all
Oh I went searchin' for an answer...
Up the stairs...and down the hall
Not to find an answer...
just to hear the call
Of a nightbird...singing...
come away...come away...
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song ...
Sounds like she's singing...
whoo...whoo...whoo
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
ooo...baby...ooo...said ooo
Well I hear you in the morning...
and I hear you...
At nightfall...
sometime to be near you...
Is to be unable...to hear you...
my love...
I'm a few years older than you...
are (I'm a few years older than you) my love
Just like the white winged dove...
sings a song...
Sounds like she's singing...
ooo baby...ooo...said ...(repeat)
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written by Stevie Nicks
duet with Don Henley
Is love so fragile...
and the heart so hollow
Shatter with words...
impossible to follow
You're saying I'm fragile...I try not to be
I search only...for something I can't see
I have my own life...and I am stronger
Than you know
But I carry this feeling
When you walked into my house
That you won't be walking out the door
Still I carry this feeling
When you walked into my house
That you won't be walking out the door
Lovers forever...face to face
My city or mountains
Stay with me stay
I need you to love me
I need you today
Give to me your leather...
Take from me...my lace
You in the moonlight
With your sleepy eyes
Could you ever love a man like me
And you were right
When I walked into your house
I knew I'd never want to leave
Sometimes I'm a strong man
Sometimes cold and scared
And sometimes I cry
But that time I saw you
I knew with you to light my nights
Somehow I'd get by
First time I saw you
I knew with you to light my nights
Somehow I would get by
Lovers forever...face to face
My city or mountains
Stay with me stay
I need you to love me
I need you today
Give to me your leather
Take from me...my lace
Lovers forever...face to face
My city or mountains...stay with me stay
I need you to love me...I need you to stay
Give to me your leather
Take from me...my lace
Take from me...my lace
Take from me...my lace
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written by s. nicks, r. nowels, e. pressly
Yes, I know you
Sometime she talks to him
Sometimes when she's only dreaming
Then when she wakes up
Somehow she still believes him
Yes, I know you
Tho we've been out of touch
Yes, I know you
To be continued, it's too much baby
I can't wait...I can't wait
Well, I've got to know when I can see you again, now baby
I can't wait...I can't wait
Am I wasting my time while you make up your mind
Well, I can't wait...I can't wait
Yes, I know you
Tho we've been out of touch
I can't wait...I can't wait
What can I do when I'm crazy for you
She wonders how many more hours
Her heart will feel broken
In secret she says she needs to see him
But no words are spoken
She dances around in a circle
Well she's got that feeling now
Blame it on something at first sight
Put the blame on me if you want to
To be continued
I can't wait...I can't wait
Am I wasting my time while you make up your mind
Well, I can't wait...I can't wait
I got to know when I can see you again
Well, I can't wait...I can't wait
I can't wait...I can't wait
I can't wait...I can't wait
How will we feel 20 years from now
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written by Stevie Nicks, Keith Olsen
Has anyone ever written anything for you
In all your darkest hours
Have you ever heard me sing
Listen to me now
You know I'd rather be alone
Than be without you
Don't you know
Has anyone ever given anything to you
In your darkest hours
Did you ever give it back
Well, I have
I have given that to you
If it's all I ever do
This is your song
And the rain comes down
There's no pain and there's no doubt
It was easy to say
I believed in you everyday
If not for me
Then do it for the world
Has anyone ever written anything for you
In your darkest sorrow
Did you ever hear me sing
Listen to me now
You know I'd rather be alone
Than be without you
Don't you know
So, if not for me, then
Do it for yourself
If not for me then
Do it for the world
Poet...priest of nothing
Poet...priest of nothing
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written by S. Nicks, M. Campbell
I was born in the desert
So I know how it feels there...
Well look up...it's a shooting star
But it's as black as night...no stars
Well this is the first thing,
That I've written
Since I wrote about freedom...
And then the wall came down
Well we thought it was a great,...beginning
People were free to cross the line
But then something happened...in the desert
Something broke the stars...into pieces
Well I live below...a great red mountain
In the shape of a great huge beast
In a place the indians call...Paradise Valley
Well this has always been my sanctuary
I send that to you...too
There on the other side of the world
In the desert...
And we are the guardians
No black clouds...just the faces of you
So where is my father,
Where has he gone
Where is my husband
Where is my son
Where is my father
Where has he gone
What is it that happened here,
Is it real...This war...
This can't be happening
Ooh well I need to see you
In your...far away war
And you should know...how much we love you They call us here, Operation Desert
Angel...
They call us here, Operation Desert Angel...
In waiting...Operation Desert Shield Operation Desert Storm...Operation Desert
Angel
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