Lyrics:
a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
You are here and so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you
gone by.
Sometimes I wonder, how I spend
The lonely nights
Dreaming of a song
The melody
Haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you
When
the sky
'Cause I only have eyes for you
I don't know if we're in a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
You are here, so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But
a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
You are here and so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you
have eyes for you.
I don't know if we're in a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
You are here, so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But they all
gone by.
Sometimes I wonder, how I spend
The lonely nights
Dreaming of a song
The melody
Haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you
When
a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
You are here and so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you
one funny mothafucka
A true comedian, you gotta love him, you gotta trust him
I might be buggin', infomercials and no sleep
Introverted by my
- Oh my God, stand by
- No, I said the wrong word
- Baby, it don't even matter, ha ha eight-two
Oh, I mean, um, eight-five
Oh, eight-five oh-two-one,
them in the moonlight
Two silhouettes saying goodnight by the garden gate
The day they knocked down the palais
My sister stood and cried
The day
It was a rainy night when he came into sight
Standing by the road, no umbrella, no coat
So I pulled up along side and I offered him a ride
He
Jordans
I want this shit forever, wake up and smell the garden
Fresher than the harvest, step up to the target
If I had one guess, then I guess I'm just
To the untrained eye
It wouldn´t look suspicious
We, your dearest friends
Don´t really care if you have needs
Your hopes and dreams
Are trivial by your standards
We
The only thing we've ever owned
Is this old house here by the road
And when he dies he says he'll catch
Some blackbird's wing
Then he will fly away
To the untrained eye
It wouldn't look suspicious
We, your dearest friends
Don't really care if you have needs
Your hopes and dreams
Are trivial by your standards
We
was she
Till a fine young American from the sea
To her garden came
They met beneath the cherry blossoms every day
And he taught her how to love
And you'll have no choice but to come with me
The next day I'll come
The very next day I'll have to go, I tell you, say
You're no herb from my garden
And very good pommels
Come to my garden.
I am the beautiful shepherdess,
Who descends every morning,
And offers a basket full of
Fresh fruit and flowers.
was she
Till a fine young American from the sea
To her garden came
They met beneath the cherry blossoms every day
And he taught her how to love
eggs Benedict
Pigs lick shit, rip with words in a bismol energy
It's time I society beats release
Inner breathlessness, outer restlessness
By
words in a bismol energy
It's time I society beats release
Inner breathlessness, outer restlessness
By the time I caught up to freedom I was out
Yo, I surf an axiom kicked in
A center fold by ugly tenements
Oh distribute sour inhalants
Regulate lobby developments
Today summon the rug rat
like me
Never wanted love
Just a fancy car
Now I'm waiting by the phone
Like I'm sitting in an airport bar
You had some tricks up your sleeve
killing me for weeks
A garden weed that cracks concrete. It hasn't been fair for long
Growing up isn't moving on.
Do you miss our broken reason
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