[Chorus:]
I write your name on my arm with India ink
Baby I told you once before it's not what you think
I drink it in with a sip
But I really »
India Ink
Uplifter
by 311
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to flight
Before they die
I'll take this ink from my arms and write your name in the sky
Please don't use my letters to start your fires this time
Your »
Speeding Up the Octaves
The Silence in Black and White [CD/DVD]
by Hawthorne Heights
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I wrote you
If I wrote you
You would know me
And you would not write me again
We drew our arms around the bastard sons
We never would drink »
If I Wrote You
Gone from Danger
by Joan Baez
|
This is the sound
Always slipping from my hands,
Sand's a time of its own
Take your seaside arms and write the next line
Oh I want the truth »
True
Rock Swings
by Paul Anka
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And if I wrote you
If I wrote you
You would know me
And you would not write me again
We drew our arms around the bastard sons
We never would drink »
If I Wrote You
End of the Summer
by Dar Williams
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to state
I'll write it on my arm with a permanent pen
The stain will stay for days
Will its meaning ever end?
Your life is breaking open
Streams of words »
Lines and Dots
Arriving Alive
by Desa
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these seaside arms and write the next line,
I want the truth to be known.
Oh, I know this much is true.
Oh, I know this much is true.
I bought »
True
Volume & Density
by Duvall
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remember writing on my arm
I don't know what I meant to say
I don't remember meaning you any harm
I don't remember yesterday
I don't remember being in »
The 500 Club
Scars from Falling Down
by Steel Pole Bath Tub
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the sound.
Always slipping from my hands,
Sand's a time of its own.
Take your seaside arms and write the next line.
Oh I want the truth to be known.
Huh »
True
True
by Spandau Ballet
|
am.
[Chorus]
The writings on the wall.
There?s nothin' to say anymore.
So ill leave before I fall apart
Right back into your arms.
The writings »
Bring Me Down
Lenka
by Lenka
|
the sound.
Always slipping from my hands,
Sand's a time of its own.
Take your seaside arms and write the next line.
Oh I want the truth to be known.
Huh »
True
Spandau Ballet [Video/DVD]
by Spandau Ballet
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these seaside arms and write the next line,
I want the truth to be known.
Oh, I know this much is true.
Oh, I know this much is true.
I bought »
True
Star
by Siobhan Duvall
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behind on the road
Hal died in my arms
We buried him by the river
Blue poles infinitely winding, as I write, as I write
Blue poles infinitely »
Blue Poles
Original Album Classics
by Patti Smith
|
the sound
I bought a ticket to the world
But now I've come back again
Why do I find it hard to write the next line?
Oh, I want the truth to be said
I »
True
Sky High
by Cary Brothers
|
sing
[Chorus 2x]
[Killah Priest]
I was born 40 nights its stormed hell spawned
I latched onto my mothers arms
writing my name my pen became somewhat »
Black August (Dark)
Black August
by Killah Priest
|
The call to arms that never came
writing letters
I may be old now in your eyes
But all my years have made me wise
You don't see where the danger lies »
Old Admirals
Past, Present and Future
by Al Stewart
|
the sound.
Always slipping from my hands,
Sand's a time of its own.
Take your seaside arms and write the next line.
Oh I want the truth to be known.
Huh »
True
Kiss FM: La Mejor Música [2 CD/DVD]
by Spandau Ballet
|
something to feel or take it all away
Well, sad eyes I'll cut another arm for you
Write it out in blood
They came for me and you
Sad eyes and you know they »
Sad Eyes
Laced with Romance
by The Ponys
|
Day to parade
Your best shirt and boots
Nothing to lose
In Biroland
Get in a sandpan
We're going down river
Write down your name
Upon my »
Biroland
XC-NN
by XC-NN
|
Missing you can't help but wish that you were in my arms tonight making love to me
Kissing you that's all I want to do it never seems just right now »
Missing You
Let Me Talk to You
by Mel Tillis
|
Once in every life
Someone comes along
And you came to me
It was almost like a song
You were in my arms
Right where you belong
And we were so »
It Was Almost Like a Song
It Was Almost Like a Song
by Ronnie Milsap
|
overflows to a knife
she writes on her arm wants to give up her life
each day she goes on is a day that she's brave
fighting the lie that giving up is »
Hero
Last One Picked
by Superchick
|
loving touch
Letters have no arms dear to hold me kisses on paper are so cold
These sweet things you write in your letter I want to be with you dear »
Letters Have No Arms
The Honky Tonk Years (1950-1966)
by Ray Price & the Cherokee Cowboys
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you lovin' touch
Letters have no arms to hold me
Kiss on paper are so cold
These sweet things that you write in your letters
I want to be with you »
Letters Have No Arms
Just You & Me Daddy
by Ernest Tubb
|
loving touch
Letters have no arms dear
To hold me kisses on paper are so cold
These sweet things you write in your letter
I wanna be with you dear »
Letters Have No Arms
Ray Price Sings Heart Songs
by Ray Price
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