Your memory, what was it doin? in Miami? I thought I?d left it far behind me But I was wrong 'cause it came along Your memory, how come it followed me
He got here and wrinkled scared and cryin' Then she took him up and held him to her breast And he sure was glad to get what mama offered Then he went
My little third grade hand wrote 'I love you' On a note of yellow paper And sent it to the front of the row To a little blond-haired girl The blond-haired
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For so long I was looking For a reason to make living worthwhile I found that reason When I first saw you smile There was no question you were the answer
We've been friends for a long, long time You tell me your secrets and I'll tell you mine She's left you all alone and you feel like no one cares But I
The telephone rings, I grab all my things And I take off down the street The old man on the corner must have started kind of early Tryin? to rake up something
Here I am holding to your memory Like it was made of purest gold That old flame still burns within me In my heart and in my soul I can't keep from thinking
There's a light that I leave on It's just an illusion 'cuz there's no one at home It shines just like it used to When I could come home to you There'
When you told me that you loved me I believed every single word you said Then you showed me, that you didn't mean it That you loved somebody else, instead
The competition's getting tough, good enough ain't good enough Lately I've been workin' way too hard Go ahead and take my hand, forget about the rainbow
Here you come, rolling off the highway With a smile and a wave And you put your arms around me Like you left here yesterday The last time you flew, I
Back when we let the good times roll You held on to me heart and soul It wasn't really very long ago Let's go back again Reach out and turn the TV off
When she told me it was over My tears fell like rain to the ground With the weight of the world on my shoulders I may have gone under but I did not drown
Christmas, what a wonderful time of year But it can also be a dark and lonely time And if you don't spend it with those you truly love Well, it can feel
Daddy always said he'd come back when the first snow came Bringing treats like Santa Claus on Christmas day Momma always said, "Son, don't you get your
Cold city like the eyes in the subway station It's ten stories to my desk in the smoggy sky But after five, I'm headed home to Heaven to an easy world
Hey, hey, what planet are we on? Everything seems wrong Hey, hey, tired of trying to survive Living half alive I'm ready to ride this rocket, baby, come