Lyrics:
a little too much
Imagination is a powerful deceiver
I'll go out of my mind, if I'm losing your touch
I see a look of recognition, so well hidden in
free
Yes, and how many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn't see
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer
It was December 24th on Hollis Ave in the dark
When I see a man chilling with his dog in the park
I approached very slowly with my heart full
If I get home on Christmas day
I won't need soft words to say
I'll miss you and I can stay a while
You'll see it in my eyes and when I smile
If
me dear Lord, I pray
(There'll be no sadness no sorrow no trouble I see)
There will be peace in the valley for me
(For me)
Well, the bear will be
of us
Making each other blue
I tried so hard to make you happy with me
But now I see our love could never be
I can't deny I'm still in love with you
In a Sentimental Mood I can see
The stars come through my room
While your loving attitude is
Like a flame that lights the gloom
On the wings
I'm not going down on my knees, begging you to adore me
Can't you see it's misery and torture for me?
When I'm misunderstood
Try as hard as you
Yellow is the colour of my true love's hair
In the mornin' when we rise
In the mornin' when we rise
That's the time, that's the time
I love
here alone in the moonlight
I see your smiling face
And I long once more for your embrace
In that beautiful Kentucky waltz
We were waltzing that
Irene, goodnight,
Irene, goodnight,
Goodnight, Irene,
Goodnight, Irene,
I'll see you in my dreams
Last Saturday night I got married,
Me
It hurts when you have to press that dull little thing
That you're only supposed to use once and then discard
But where do you put it? In
Well, you wake up in the morning, you hear the work bell ring,
And they march you to the table to see the same old thing.
Ain't no food upon
Lord I pray
There'll be no sadness, no sorrow
No trouble, trouble I see
There will be peace in the valley for me, for me
Well the bear will be gentle
See that man in the field over yonder
With dirt on his hands and a loan on his back
He's the man that puts the food on your table
He's the man
back into your eyes
I saw them really shine
Giving me a taste of something fine
Something fine
Now if you see Morocco I know you'll go in style
I may
my blackness, but your records ain't wack this
Your bitin' on the castle door but when you fall in the moat
I won't see ya no more
Let's get
I'd rather slam my fingers in a door (yeah)
Again and again and again and again and again
Oh, can't you see what I'm tryin' to say, Darlin'
I'd
In A Sentimental Mood
I can see the stars come thru my room
While your loving attitude
Is like a flame that lights the gloom
On the wings
Milky, and I'm back
My ace in the hole was this brand new track
I'ma slow it up and speed it up and now you're gonna eat it up
Listen
the nursery
And music in the nursery
Mother Goose is on the loose
You ought to hear them shout
If you could see miss Jenny Jones, Jenny Jones, Jenny Jones
Someone's got it in for me
They're planting stories in the press
Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out quick
But when they will I can only guess
Woah, woah
She's the refugee
I see your face
I see you staring back at me
Woah, woah
She's the refugee
Her mama say one day she's gonna
Live
I went down to Virginia and no one sent for me,
I went down to Virginia to see what I could see.
Well I found the horses that some of the gals took
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