Your eyes, they conjure up those cliffs of Moher
Far away
Lord, make me a lightnin' bolt to burn off this
I’m black on blacker velvet,
Milk skin and veins,
Like some El
Where’s my white knight,
My prince to save the day?
I’ve always
Paula Cole/Mark Goldenberg
I wanna kiss you. I wanna kiss you.
I
(Holding on, holding on, holding on...)
Here in this vacancy,
Where we
That quiet voice inside of my soul
It's rising up again
Oh
Spin the globe, stop and start.
Come to a place that’s
Crimson Cardinal sees his life
Into the glass he flies
The perfect
Somtimes I'm too bold for my own good
I go out
Crumbling down, My life,
All these lies, I put on a
Amen, Amen
I'm siphoning gass from the high school bus
Into the
The autumn leaves drift by my window
The autumn leaves all
I want to be somebody
I want to make a difference
Little
Pulling on the apron strings, looking up
Standing on the chair
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