with The Gentle Waves |
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11/06/2000 |
1. | Let The Good Times Begin |
2. | Partner In Crime |
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4. | Loretta Young |
5. | Sisterwoman |
6. | Solace From Pain |
7. | Flood |
8. | Pretty Things |
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10. | There Was Magic, Then... |
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You make me satisfied
You only want to ride
But that's alright by me
We happen to be free
For what tomorrow brings
No peace and broken wings
It may have been so good
But now it's understood
'Twas just a night
If I could tear my heart
And keep it miles apart
From love of beast or man
And never give a damn
If I could learn to lie
And never show my pride
I'd be just like the rest
Be someone I detest
I'm always looking for the sun
I'm always looking for the sun to shine
Love...
Destroys the best of us
Then leaves the rest of us
Thinking perhaps we'll die
Yet still we stay alive
Lost in a hollow frame
With lonely tears remain
Not knowing our life's worth
Dragging around the earth
How false the light
You make me satisfied
You only want to ride
But that's alright by me
We happen to be free
And if we fall from grace
At least we had a taste
Of something more than this
Unresolved black abyss
I'm always looking for the sun
I'm always looking for the sun
I'm always looking for the sun
I'm only looking for the sun to shine
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Love used to be a stranger to me
Love was so disappointing
I was waiting for a sign
I was looking for some company
So I took a walk outside
What a lucky day
I saw the devil waiting for me
He'd bullets and green paper
He'd been walking through the earth
Swinging to and fro and down in it (from" the Book of Job" 1.6)
As I turned to walk away
That's when I saw your face
Love, there is nothing better than this
Love, think of all the chances we miss
See the people walking by
With their mobile and computer eyes
If they'd just afford the time
There is no greater gold
Love, I don't think I'll see you again
It isn't easy you say we're friends
When you opened up your heart
Just enough to make me see again
When you stopped to take my hand
It was meant this way
It was meant this way
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