Lyrics:
running rivers
Of choice and chance
And time stops here on the delta
While they dance, while they dance
I love the child
Who steers this riverboat
If time were not a moving thing
And I could make it stay
This hour of love we share would always be
There'd be no coming day
To shine a morning
know that you show
Something is tearing up your mind
Tell me, momma
Tell me, momma
Tell me, momma, what is it?
What's wrong with you this time?
Get it,
I'll be with you in apple blossom time
I'll be with you to change your name to mine
One day in May I'll come and say
Happy the bride
Hello Darlin'
Nice to see you
It's been a long time
You're just as lovely
As you used to be
How's your new love
Are you happy
Hope your
us.
I'm intrigued with us.
Ain't this song a bust.
I don't care, dark star.
I met you several years ago,
The times they were so strange,
Operator, please
Just get her on the phone
She's got to know
I'm comin' home
For I've been gone
For a long, long time
But it really doesn't
Walk in a straight line
Walking in a straight line
Hard times
Walking in a straight line
Always wanting to find your way
True to yourself you've
baby (woman)
At that time, little girl, I didn't love you
She used to make her own pay checks
And bring them all home to me
I would go out
on our side
Love is a two-way street
Didn't know what pain could bring
Time has shown me the way
Now I'm here for a brighter day
For the first time
passing fancies and in time may go
But oh, my dear, our love is here to stay
Together we're going a long, long way
In time the Rockies may crumble,
And there are songs from pain
Some songs were done by chosen men
Some from men, insane
Groove, baby, groove on the light, one time
Groove, baby,
It's a long time since I saw you last
So tell me how you've been
Did you ever get to buy that yellow coat?
Do the flowers in you window box
Still
from the wall to the shelf
We just had a break, this is really fine
We can make the January issue of TIME
If you'll give us Monday, a week from
And so we say
We ain't got life
Don't want a cardboard cut-out
Don't want a plastic knife
Now I know, time can march
With it's chargin' feet
happiness and I
(I can't get next to you, babe )
(I can't get next to you)
I've trying a long time
(I can't get next to you, babe)
(I can't get next
been looking for
Have always been here outside my door
And all of the time I'm looking for something new
What am I doing without you
Well I guess I'm
Oh, oh woah
Ah, ah
What time is it baby, is it that time again
When snow will be falling, friends will be calling
You know it's time when
that be eavesdropping or ear hustling
Smokin' on information (Yeah)
You know what time it is (sucker-ass niggaz)
We 'bout to serve to ya'll (flat out)
That time can't take away.
And I owe you, more than life now, more than ever.
I know it's the sweetest debt,
I'll ever have to pay.
I'm amazed when
I let you escape, slip through my fingers
We made our mistakes, but memories linger
Each time I turn a corner I swear I see your face
But I'm
Hard times are here
And everywhere you go
Times are harder than
They ever been before
Hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm
You know, people are driftin'
From door
introduction to this motherfuckin crip hop
It's time to research the documents and pull some files
And put it down with this gangsta style
'Cause I be seein
the morning and once more the dawning
Just woke up the wanting in me
Last night I told her this time it's all over
Making ten times I told her goodbye
Last
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