Look down from a broken sky
Traced out by the
Rain come down tonight
Except for the bump on my head
There's a man on my street
He reminds me everyday
Better take
Does it ever catch your eye, beauty divine?
In an old
Comfortable, don't get comfortable
I'm gonna move this mountain
Then I'm gonna
So much holy, so divine
Yours and so much mine
By the
Just try to follow me
Cause I got something that I
Here I keep on keepin' on believin'
You've never given me
There?s an air everywhere
Of inconsideration and despair
I don?t consider you
You want to sound off but you can't find the
The hand that feeds the fire, the lips that taste
It's up to you, you make the call
It's always been
My train pulled in to Waterloo
Found myself wishing you were
No better word than from Your lips
No perfect life than
I used to think that love was just a sentiment
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