: Oh, oh, oh For the longest time Oh, oh, oh For the longest time If you said goodbye to me tonight There would still be music left to write What else
: She's got a way about her I don't know what it is But I know that I can't live without her She s got a way of pleasin' I don't know what it is But
: Some love is just a lie of the heart The cold remains of what began with a passionate start And they may not want it to end But it will it's just a
: Call me a joker, call me a fool Right at this moment I'm totally cool Clear as a crystal, sharp as a knife I feel like I'm in the prime of my life
: Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnny Ray South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, Television North
: Listen boy Don't want to see you let a good thing Slip away You know I don't like watching Anybody make the same mistakes I made She's a real nice
: In the middle of the night I go walking in my sleep From the mountains of faith To a river so deep I must be looking for something Something sacred
: Friday night I crashed your party Saturday I said I'm sorry Sunday came and trashed me out again I was only having fun Wasn't hurting anyone And we
: In every heart there is a room A sanctuary safe and strong To heal the wounds from lovers past Until a new one comes along I spoke to you in cautious
: Goodnight, my angel Time to close your eyes And save these questions for another day I think I know what you've been asking me I think you know what
: (Instrumental)
: She waits for me at night, she waits for me in silence She gives me all her tenderness and takes away my pain And so far she hasn't run, though I swear
: Well I'm on the Downeaster Alexa And I'm cruising through Block Island Sound I have charted a course to the Vineyard But tonight I am Nantucket bound
: Late at night When it's dark and cold I reach out For someone to hold When I'm blue When I'm lonely She comes through She's the only one who can My
: Even though I'm in love Sometimes I get so afraid I'll say something so wrong Just to have something to say I know the moment isn't right To tell
: Viktor was born in the spring of '44 And never saw his father anymore A child of sacrifice, a child of war Another son who never had a father after
: When you look into my eyes And you see the crazy gypsy in my soul It always comes as a surprise When I feel my withered roots begin to grow Well I