Now the swan it floated on the English river Ah, the rose of high romance, it opened wide A sun tanned woman yearned me through the summer And the judges
Bring back my heart You can't have it It is mine You can't have it I know I said For you to take it But you don't use it And I got none in return So
Pack up all my cares & woes Feeling low, here I go Bye bye, Blackbird Where somebody waits for me Sugar's sweet, so is she Bye bye, Blackbird No one
I heard that you hate me You know that I do The words that come out of my mouth And the sounds telling me I hate you too Next time you should be more
Sometimes I feel like there is no one No one at all, that life is a myth I won't be missed when I'm gone But they say that you are no one Without the
I wrote this song late last night about my brother and all his might And you would be so very kind to listen to these words I've written About the boy
Winter's coming on Only one place to be With my baby On those streets of New York in the fall No rooms to be had But I can get an add on I haven't booked
When you undress, don't close the door I know you're in there Long, brown legs, curly, brown hair The world ends here I got my eyes on you I got my eyes
There's a door Handle's cold Made of iron & brass And this door it used to lead Into what is now my past If you were to have opened this door It would
Turn the key and warm up the vehicle Window's foggy and I'm in my little bubble Some are red, some are yellow Black and blue and different colors, mine
It's all right Life's struggle's gone You're understood And you can stop the fight You will go to the sea Leave & take your flight I will stay at home
Would you care not standing so close I've got a promise that I gotta keep And I can't host The idea of you & me engaged in a kiss It's too dangerous &
I'll be seeing you In all the old familiar places That this heart of mine embraces All day through In that small cafe The park across the way The children
Baby love Baby love is what we've got Baby love Baby love is what we've got No good poetry coming from my mouth No neat chords ringing out, ringing
Met you for the first time late last week Came to dinner, it could've been bleak But I held back Held myself on track Question of etiquette Or maybe
Oh, every morning I wake up Happy for the first time I know, I know, I know, I know, I know It's in vain because you're in pain most of the time Oh baby
Shaking like a leaf on a tree That's coming loose from the stem Shaking like a leaf on a tree Because I'm coming loose from my man I'm like a weeping
Some scratch their heads or squint their eyes All this time in precious smiles Dedicated to this same guy I don't know why myself He was wearing a ball
