Helplessly hoping her harlequin hovers nearby Awaiting a word, gasping at glimpses Of gentle true spirit He runs, wishing he could fly high Only to trip
Oh oh oh Let me tell you now When I had you to myself I didn't want you around Those pretty faces always made you Stand out in the crowd But then someone
Oh, oh, oh Let me tell you now Oh, oh, oh When I had you to myself I didn't want you around Those pretty faces always made you stand out in the crowd
I see the bad moon rising I see trouble on the way I see earthquakes and lightnin' I see bad times today Well, don't go around tonight It's bound to
[Originally by Bob Marley] There's a natural mystic flowing through the air And if you listen carefully, you will hear. This could be the first trumpet
[Originally by David Bowie] Ground Control to Major Tom Ground Control to Major Tom Take your protein pills and put your helmet on Ground Control to
