Now I'm supposed to understand Don't you think you're asking too much? What kind of fool do you think I am? Don't you think you've hurt me enough? Still
Well I try and I try (You can't forget her) I can't run, can't hide (When you remember) Nights that won't fade away Yea fade away Well I still go crazy
Meet me down by the railway station I've been waiting I'm through waiting for you Train sings the same kind of blues Well, I don't know why I always
All I know is the way that I feel Whenever you're around You've got a way of lifting me up Instead of bringing me down (Instead of bringing me down)
All the sainted sinners they pay handsomely And eventually they make the weapons And they run the prisons and they sell the justice 'Cause, 'cause bein
Now you know the world's all in a tangle, man Everybody begin to sing this song The Reds are just over yonder boys And we ain't gonna be here long That
Well, there will be times When the memories fade There will be words we've said We just can't take away I'm only saying That as time goes sailin' on Nothing
Written by lindsey buckingham. She's so crazy She's so lazy Keeps on coming Keeps you running Caroline Caroline Time recedes with a fatal drop Dusty
When I see you again Will it be the same? When I see you again Will it be over? When I see you again Will your great eyes still say "What's the matter
Written by lindsey buckingham. Listen to the wind on the water Listen to the waves upon the shore Try to sleep, sleep won't come Just as I begin to
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Written by billy burnette and deborah allen. Baby I've been your shadow I'm on your heels both night and day Baby I'm getting warmer I'm getting closer
Baby I've been your shadow I'm on your heels both night and day Baby I'm getting warmer I'm getting closer, inches away I've been watching every move
Last night I lost the best friend I ever had Last night I lost the best friend I ever had You know she gone, she gone and left me That made me feel, feel
All the sainted sinners They pay handsomely M S C A E they make the weapons And they run the prisons And they sell the justice 'Cause being guilty is
(Christine McVie and Jim Recor) all i know is the way that i feel whenever you're around you've got a way of liftin' me up instead of bringing me down
