We used to hang around and used to be in town almost everyday I used to be a man, you used to understand me in every way But now you don't hardly know
you a drink Take a chance, I don't want it obvious If I had said, let's dance Come on babe, let's dance Why, why don't you dance? Little Chiquita Let
Many a time the thought crossed my mind Wonderin' 'bout people who walk around blind They don't seem to see the light of day Everything is just okay
Have you heard about the lonesome loser Beaten by the queen of hearts every time Have you heard about the lonesome loser He's a loser, but he still keeps
Can you guess where I'm calling from? The Las Vegas Hilton I know it's hard to hear It's just the echo on the line Yes, that's right I'm calling from
Listen to your heart, it knows right from wrong Let it guide you, listen to your heart, it will make you strong Look inside of yourself and listen, listen
Lift up your head, wipe off that mascara Here take my Kleenex, wipe your lipstick away Show me your face as clean as the morning I know things were bad
Don't take it so hard You know in the end When the heartache is gone That the feelings always live on The peace that I found Holding you No one else
When I lie awake at night and I gently touch your cheek The worries of the day slowly drift away As I close my weary eyes and I feel you gently breathe
Feeling like winter Is this the way it's meant to be Stare out my window I see nothing but the trees I don't like this feeling Just me on the border
as she pulls away The gap gets a little bit wider the longer I delay I'm gonna let my heart take me away I'm gonna jump a little further every day I
She rides the midnight train to Newtown Her long legs across the seat And talks of lunch at Ansty's Teahouse Where the fashion lions feed She's running
MY OWN WAY HOME WRITERS GLENN SHORROCK, BRIAN CADD The lights in my eyes they are starting to hurt me, I no longer need them to see where to go, you
My lady and me fought our way free from a shanty town Parades of the blues were in every night We slipped out of town with the morning's light My lady
Looked at my window for Robinson Crusoe All I can see is Daniel Defoe Everyone movin' in different directions I don't know which way I can go, tell me
ONE DAY WRITER GRAHAM GOBLE One day, we'll leave behind all this madness, we'll learn to live without sadness, we'll get the things we all wanted, I
on me, one for the road And the band just keeps on a-rollin', we all keep it on goin' The band just keeps on a-rollin', we all keep it on goin' The band
Hey everybody, yeah Don't you feel that there's something? People on their own are getting nowhere I am on the road to see If anything is anywhere and