Got a guitar, got a guitar on my back And I'm standin' on this lonesome railroad track Train's a-comin', it'll be here 'fore too long But I don't think
Well, it sure feels good to come in here And just pull up a seat A frosty mug of a cool one Helps to beat the heat These old dog days of summer Lord,
Photogenic memory Past looks better than reality Believe me, it's just an illusion Photogenic memory Makes it better than it used to be Believe me, you
Saat kuberlindung dalam pelukan Mira Langsung kukenang Disa Hampir kutenggelam aneh senyum tawanya Juga kukenal ... hai Corrine Baru terpesona liar sinar
I called you today, an accidental mistake And your name slipped out to some friend Forgotten old feelings are brand new today 'Cause I'm right back where
suger in the gastank and sand in the vasoline, buck 65 and foreign currencies just in case and for emergencies, i keep double copies, single pairs of
I couldn't think of someone that I?d rather see I couldn't think of any place that I?d rather be I thought I knew you once before when you cast your spell
You say your hurting is over. It feels like you're back from the dead. But still I can't believe it's over, And I can't get your sight, your scent from
Everyday ends up the same find another way to forget you Apathy takes a hold of me as I'm remembering why you left me Tension gets the best of me trying
Shippin? off to the country Where the tales are tall You'll come back with a story Or ya won't come back at all Tom-tom rumors are pounding Rustling
Deja que el calor de tu querer se deje recorrer por mi silencio Deja atras el juego, el ajedrez, la reina y el peon, y tanto cuento Para que te quedes
Didn't I like to hold you in my hand I was doing you no harm I made you understand All my life I've been that way It happened long ago Didn't I pray
Well the morning was wrapped in a blanket of clouds And I've been out driving since quarter to two My body's aching my feelings are numb From the bittersweet
I don't want to be a memory Just a shadow in your mind Wanna be the one you always need Not the one you left behind I don't want to be a notch in your
Juste une priere avant d'obeir A l'ordre des choses et de nos peres Avant de partir A last prayer before obeying To nature of things and to our fathers
SHE'S JUST AN OLD LOVE TURNED MEMORY Writer John Schweers I phoned her today, an accidental mistake And her name slipped out to some friend Forgotten
That awful memory of yours What blessing, what a curse And all our confessing forgotten Every word we're saying from the womb I heard my name on your