: It really doesn't matter if she suffered all she claims. You know she started somewhere and she found her way to fame. And feeding on the lonely
: Why don't we live together Only the two of us, we'll learn to trust Don't have to say forever 'Cause we know the rain could start and break our
: Got dust on my piano And dishes in the sink Your side of the bed is cold I haven't slept a wink So I read your goodbye letter To the face inside
' so sad What's a nice boy like me Doin' by the dance floor after hours? Dozin' over rows of whiskey sours? Feelin' so bad I'm feelin so bad for
: I've been alive forever, and I wrote the very first song. I put the words and the melodies together, I am music, and I write the songs. I write
: Sometimes I look at you Sad and so beautiful Young and alone And so far from home Much too much for you Much too soon Empty eyes gazin' all the
: You're leavin' too soon You oughta try believin' just for a day or two You're trying to be wise and that's a foolish thing to do close the door
I must get it back right away before she sees that I've been Up, down, tryin' to get the feelin' again All around tryin' to get the feelin' again
: Marry me a little Love me just enough Cry but not too often Play but not too rough Keep a tender distance So we'll both be free That's the way it ought
I never heard anywhere else that's when I said, ?°gotta get some of that for myself?± and when I heard about hurtin' and healin' beautiful words about beautiful feelings
We're goin' hoppin' We're goin' happin' Where things are poppin' The philadelphia way We're gonna drop in On all the music they play On the bandstand
that I never heard anywhere else that's when I said, ?°gotta get some of that for myself?± and when I heard about hurtin' and healin' beautiful words about beautiful feelings
Sometimes I look at you Sad and so beautiful Young and alone And so far from home Much too much for you Much too soon Empty eyes gazin' all the
Lookin' so sad What's a nice boy like me Doin' by the dance floor after hours? Dozin' over rows of whiskey sours? Feelin' so bad I'm feelin so bad
I've been alive forever, and I wrote the very first song. I put the words and the melodies together, I am music, and I write the songs. I write
Got dust on my piano And dishes in the sink Your side of the bed is cold I haven't slept a wink So I read your goodbye letter To the face inside
Marry me a little Love me just enough Cry but not too often Play but not too rough Keep a tender distance So we'll both be free That's the way it ought
When my heart is torn apart by love I wish I had, Well, I spend my nights in the city's lights and things don't seem so bad. Ya know the movement