Hearts on fire
My love for you brought only misery
Hearts on
In my hour of darkness, in my time of need
Oh
Well, it's said my life is been so free and
Another day another reminder that your not here with me,
and with all the invitations sent the young bride went
Oh, well, I was born in alittle bitty tar hut
All right, ooh yeah
got in a little trouble at the
At the dark end of the street
That's where we'll always
ooh, Las Vegas, ain't no place for a poor boy
she, she came from the land of the cotton
land that
Time can pass and time can heal
But it don't ever
It was forty or fifty years ago
A big shot played
There's a light
A certain kind of light
That never shines on
My baby doesn't know
how loneliness can feel
she has her own
brass buttons, green silks and silver shoeswarm evenings, pale mornings,
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