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1. | I Believe (When I Fall in Love It Will Be Forever) |
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5. | Waters of March |
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I Believe (When I Fall in Love It Will Be Forever) |
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She walks in the field that's just across the way
And picks all the flowers that brighten up a day.
And the blue velvet cape that she wore around her neck,
And the red in her cheeks gave a Rag Doll effect.
The wind in the trees sings a sad, sad, sad song,
I lie in my bed listenin' all night long.
A wind in the trees sing a song just for me,
And bring back the Rag Doll to me.
Oh, how I long to have her back here by my side.
The happiness of yesterday, it damn near cost my pride.
There ain't nothin' worse than losin' when you've everything to gain.
I've just got to get that woman back or nothing will be the same.
The wind in the trees sings a sad, sad, sad, sad song,
I lie in my bed listenin' all night long.
A wind in the trees sing a song just for me,
And bring back the Rag Doll to me.
And bring back the Rag Doll to me.
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I watch the distant lights on the runway
Disappear into the evening sky
Oh you know I'm with you on your journey
Never could say goodbye
It's not the sun you're trying to find
Something else is on your mind
You need a little space and time
To break away
It's not the place you're going to
It's just a phase you're going through
Though I won't stop you I don't want you to
Break awa-a-a-a-ay
Fly across your ocean
Break awa-a-a-a-ay
Time has come for you
Break awa-a-a-a-ay
Fly across your ocean
Break awa-a-a-a-ay
Time has come
For you to awaken in another country
Greet the morning under foreign skies
Leaving me to face another Monday
It's not easy to get by
It's not the sun you're trying to find
Something else is on your mind
You need a little space and time
To break away
It's not the place you're going to
It's just a phase you're going through
Though I won't stop you I don't want you to
Break awa-a-a-a-ay
Fly across your ocean
Break awa-(breakaway)-a-ay
Time has come for you
Break awa-(breakaway)-a-ay
Fly across your ocean
Break awa-(breakaway)-a-ay
Time has come for you
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Clearing skies and drying eyes, now I see your smile.
Darkness goes and softness shows a changing style.
Just in time, words that rhyme, well bless your soul.
Now I'll fill your hands with kisses and a Tootsie Roll.
Reality, it's not for me and it makes me laugh.
But fantasy world and Disney Girls, I'm coming back.
Patti Page and summer days on old Cape Cod.
Happy times and making wine in my garage.
Country shade and lemonade, guess I'm slowing down.
It's a turn-back world with a local girl in a smaller town.
Open cars, and clearer stars, that's what I lack.
But fantasy world and Disney Girls, I'm coming back.
Mom, hi, Rick and Dave, hi, Pop, well good morning, Mom!
Love, get up! Guess what? I'm in love with a girl I found.
She's really swell cause she likes church bingo chances and old time dances.
All my life I spent the nights with dreams of you.
The warmth I missed for the things I wished are coming true.
I got my love to give and a place to live, guess I'm gonna stay.
It'd be a peaceful life with a forever wife and a kid some day.
It's early nights and pillow fights and your soft laugh.
But fantasy world and Disney Girls, I'm coming back.
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In My Little Town, I grew up believing
God keeps His eye on us all.
And he used to lean upon me as I pledged allegiance to the Wall.
Lord, I recall, in My Little Town,
Comin' home after school, flyin' my bike past the gates of the factories,
My mom doin' the laundry, hangin' out shirts in the dirty breeze.
And after it rains there's a rainbow and all of the colors are black.
It's not that the colors aren't there, it's just imagination they lack.
Everything's the same back in My Little Town,
My Little Town, My Little Town.
Nothin' but the dead and dyin' back in My Little Town.
Nothin' but the dead and dyin' back in My Little Town.
In My Little Town, I never meant nothin',
I was just my father's son. Mmm.
Savin' my money, dreamin' of glory,
Twitchin' like a finger on the trigger of a gun.
Leavin' nothin' but the dead and dying back in My Little Town.
Nothin' but the dead and dyin' back in My Little Town.
Nothin' but the dead and dyin' back in My Little Town.
Nothin' but the dead and dyin' back in My Little Town.
Nothin' but the dead and dyin' back in My Little Town.
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My love must be a kind of blind love
I can't see anyone but you
Are the stars out tonight?
I don't know if it's cloudy or bright
I only have eyes for you, dear
The moon may be high
But I can't see a thing in 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 they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you
The moon may be high
But I can't see a thing in the sky
'Cause I only have eyes for you
You are here, so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But they all disappear from view
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 disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you
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I've been so unlucky, I'm no good at playing games,
I remember their faces, forget their names.
Thought I'd found the right one, but she hasn't found me,
so I bundle up my emotions and start looking for the right one.
But will the right one ever come along?
Oh, I'm looking for the right one, when will the right one come along?
They say there's no use running after something you'll never get,
but my heart says, "Don't say no."
Somewhere in this lonesome city is the woman for me,
but would I wait another lifetime just to keep on looking for the right one?
But will the right one ever come along?
Oh, I'm looking for the right one, when will the right one come along?
They say love always comes and goes, well, that I already know. Yes, I really know.
Looking for the right one but will the right one ever come along?
Looking for the right one but will the right one ever come along?
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Keeping my eyes on the road, I see you.
Keeping my hands on the wheel, I hold you.
99 Miles From L.A., I kiss you, I miss you, please be there.
Passing the white sandy beach, we're sailing.
Turning the radio on, we're dancing.
99 Miles From L.A., I want you, I need you, please be there.
The windshield is covered with rain, I'm cryin'.
Pressing my foot on the gas, I'm flyin'.
Counting the telephone poles, I phone you.
Reading the signs on the road, I write you.
99 Miles From L.A., we're laughing, we're loving, please be there.
Counting the telephone poles, I phone you.
Reading the signs on the road, I write you.
99 Miles From L.A., we're laughing, we're loving, please be there.
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It's The Same Old Tears On A New Background,
Seeing you as a fading photograph
It hurts too much to laugh these days.
I'm all right, yes, I'm all right, all right.
It's the same old song with a new melody,
But this old candle's lingering flame is almost gone,
To see you again is all that keeps me hangin' on.
I'm all right, yes, I'm all right, all right.
Remembering, remembering the familiar heartache,
No one but you
It's the same old me crying the same old tears
And I walk away like I always do
Still in love with you.
But I'm all right, yes, I'm all right, all right.
All right
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