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These days, alone with her gin
The state she gets in
When did the thinking begin?
She rolls her eyes in that dreamy way
Says “I’m ok
But why should my life feel this way?”
Oh that girl
She’s just a girl
In a hard luck world
Where did she come from?
What will she be?
If her face lights up in the night with a smile
Is there someone to see?
As she opens her eyes I realize
every day is a dream,
It’s hard to be who you wanted to be
Oh that girl
She’s just a girl
In a hard luck world
I know she finds it hard
She’s never tried so hard before
She finds it hard
It breaks your heart
Oh girl
She’s just a girl
In a hard luck world
Oh girl
In a hard luck world
Things just happened that way
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In this room
There’s no pictures on my wall
The music plays
I can’t hear it anymore
The world turns round
Sun goes down
And all the ghosts inside my room
Are laughing in the evening gloom
A voice outside
Shadows on the wall
A thousand eyes
They can’t see me anymore
The world turns round (world turns round)
Sun goes down (sun goes down)
And all the ghosts inside my room
Are laughing in the evening gloom
Don’t you know
the world can be so cruel
Sometimes it leaves you feeling like a fool
The world, it turns
And now it’s turned on you
The world turns round
Sun goes down
And all the ghosts inside my room
Are laughing in the evening gloom
The world turns round (world turns round)
Sun goes down (sun goes down)
The world turns round (world turns round)
World turns round
Sun goes down (sun goes down)
Down
The world turns round (world turns round)
World turns round
Sun goes down (sun goes down)
Down
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Heavens love (??)
What on earth are we still dreaming of?
Taste of love’s still here
It’s a blessing in these passing years
As time rolls on
The diamonds in our days are gone
There were songs and tears
There was menace in those passing years
All words of tenderness
Both deciding there’ll be no regrets
Coz words were spoken
And hearts got broken
Over and over
Life keeps messing with my plans
For you girl
I’ll say these words
Beware of the shifting sand
It’s said and done
Nothings ever really fair in love
Could be curse or charm
Take you somewhere, keep you safe from harm
And a time may come
For moving on
Over and over
Life keeps messing with my plans
For you girl
I’ll say these words
Beware of the shifting sand
It slips right through your hand
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If all the moments of your life
Flash before your eyes
Would you laugh or would you cry?
Is it a losing game?
There’s no one else to blame
You better think again
And if you need a friend
Don’t walk on by
I know you’re sad, I know
But there’s bluer skies
All your life
You walk on by
Open up your eyes
Storms may disappear with the songs of sorrow
If your guardian angel smiles
What do you require?
Your hearts desire
Someone to share the storm
Catch you if you fall
You better think again
And if you need a friend
Don’t walk on by
I know you’re sad, I know
But there’s bluer skies
All your life
You walk on by
Open up your eyes
Storms may disappear with the songs of sorrow
You better think again
And if you need a friend
Don’t walk on by
I know you’re sad, I know
But there’s bluer skies
All your life
You walk on by
Open up your eyes
Storms may disappear with the songs of sorrow
Don’t walk on by
Don’t walk on by (I know you’re sad I know)
but there’s bluer skies (don’t walk on by)
All your life
Don’t walk on by (all your life)
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He wakes up as the evening fades to night
To the chiming of an ice cream van that hides
Out there in the dark
And sound echoes through the empty park
He’s lost and far from home
His body’s feeling beat up and abused
His whiskey and his luck, they all got used
And then the phone rings
And he hears the angel sing
Please won’t you come home?
And time seems to pass him by
Ravens all calling from the sky
And God takes his vengeance slow
Maybe that’s the way the story goes?
Is that just how you feel when you get old?
He’s searching for the answer everywhere
Then God turned up one morning with a prayer
And he said you're mine
Just have one more glass of wine
And then I’m taking you home
And wind whispers secrets cold
From the footsteps of the empty midnight den(??)
They shine under silver moons
And whisper while he’s sleeping in your bed
Home’s not just a place to lay your head
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Maybe it’s me
Maybe it’s just today
I’m standing outside in the falling rain
Suddenly the darkest clouds are blown away
Is this my life?
Or a game I play?
It takes me over
It makes me feel like life’s worthwhile
It makes me smile
Something stole my breath away
Maybe it’s you
Maybe it’s everywhere
I turn around
It’s always there
Even in the darkest night I see the stars
Yesterday’s gone
Let’s make tomorrow ours
Something stole my breath away
It takes me over
It makes me feel like life’s worthwhile
It makes me smile
On a day like this
All the world it feels so fine
If there’s a price to pay
I’ll pay it every time
It makes me feel like love’s worthwhile
It makes me smile
I’m hoping to say
It’s all turned out okay
I’m hoping to say
It’s all turned out okay
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You
You seem
You seemed to be so sure
When
When you
Were walking out the door
But hey
If the world starts to get you down
Call my name out loud
I’ll be around
You
You say
You say it takes one to know one
We were ships on fire
Halfway to a blue horizon
But the breaks
They never came our way
The world seems so insane
Some days
Oh, you know
If the world starts to get you down
Call my name out loud
I’ll be around
Coz these are the days that no one likes
They take you over
I wish we could go where
the years and the days all seems to fly
Chase those doldrums from our shoulders
We’ll try
We’ll try
So if the world starts to get you down
Call my name out loud
Oh you know
I want you back again
If I just called out your name
Would you come round?
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This winter feeling
It’s sucking me in
Some days I can’t tell red from blue
All I do
Is think of you
I’m like a soldier
When the war is over
Sad December
All the nights I still remember
We were watching while the snow came down
Fell in silence
And lit a spark inside us
But the rain fills up my shoes and what can I do?
Everything changes
Places and faces
As nature trades in old for new
All I do
Is think of you
So when the storm breaks
Will it wash away my mistakes?
I stumbled
All my old beliefs have crumbled
Loved ones lost or gone
But you’re always there
I wish I could hold you
Put your candle on my shoulder
While your rain fills up my shoes
And what can I do?
It’s always on my mind
It’s got to be how it has to be
I think I’ve had enough of love
I know it’s had enough of me
Cathedral bells drowned
In crimson sun downs
That December I was running from November
Coz the rainy days just brought me down
My life was cancelled
To the feelings disentangled
But the rain filled up my shoes
And what could I do?
All I do
Is think of you
All I do
Is think of you
All I do
Is think of you
All I do
Is think of you
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My world was so wonderful
Anarchy from Rome to Hull
I was born for this
All I want is this
At seventeen, I used to play guitar
I never knew I could dream so hard
And though it feels like it was yesterday
And though my heroes have got overweight
I’m still waiting for the world to change
My life was like a fairy tale
Lydon roared and Roxy wailed
I was born for this
All I want is this
And since those times you know I’ve had some fun
I’ve been happy with the things I’ve done
But I can’t resist
And sometimes I think of this
Coz there’s a little piece of me
Somewhere in my memory
I love the world for being strange
And times have changed
But I think I still feel the same
There’s a little piece of me
Somewhere in my memory
I love the world for being strange
Times have changed
But I think I still feel the same
And there will always be anarchy in my heart
I hope that the end for me will live up to the start
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The year was ‘65
Outside your room was where I’d lie
To hear those Dylan tunes
In the afternoon
We never seemed to share a point of view
and thunderclouds were never far away
And every day
I guess you got those blues
And when you get those blues
There’s nothing you can do
I wish four winds could blow you home
Back to when we’d sit and find a way
To face today
I guess you got those blues
And when you get those blues
There’s nothing you can do
No one to turn to
When you get those blues
When you get those blues
There’s nothing you can do
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