All through the night
I'll be awake
And I'll be with you
All
Here I am
Just like I said I would be
I'm your
I come home in the morning light
My mother says, "When
I was folding up your letters
Unpacking winter clothes
Searching for
I had to escape
The city was sticky and cruel
Maybe I
We-hell-I see him every night in tight blue jeans--
In the
Felt someone calling me into the howling of the wind.
I
Here we are
Hanging onto strains of greed and blues
Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick and
You with the sad eyes
Don't be discouraged
Though I realise
It's hard
Just when everythings in order & good
Things fall apart
Just when
When u were mine
I gave u all of my money
Time
things like this
can always take a little time
I always thought
We'd