Get hot, get too close to the flame Wild, open space Talk like an open book Sign me up Got no time to take a picture I'll remember someday all the chances
BITTEN INTO SYMPATHY I have the understanding and the tribal sense of true. Bitten into sympathy and made to flex with you. You control my weather and
SYMPATHY Writers Bobby Bare, Charlie Williams Oh well, I look in your eyes And what do I see Well, I don't see love All I see is sympathy Before she
{Ladies and Gentlemen, Hobos and Tramps Cross eyed mosquitoes and bowlegged ants I'm here before you to stand behind you To tell you something, I know
I know I come to you only when in need I'm not the best believer, not the most deserving But all I have, all I am, all I can for him I beg you on bended
They call him crazy and they call him fool they greet his name with ridicule He says things that they don't like but don't dismiss Mr. Icke Let them
In the breathless hush of 4 a.m. In the dark sits a sad cliche Cloaked in the navy blue of slowly fading stars Tell me how this came to be Sleeplessness
one track minded you bad habits are killing you reaching out cause you need a friend keep coming up with the same old problems you keep running into
Your words fill me with mistrust From all your spoken lies Your speech means nothing to me My hatred lasts forever Will grow through the years Through
A slap in the face and I can't erase These things that you say Don't make it all okay, it's not okay When push comes to shove I'll put on the gloves
Fare thee well Trade in all our words for tea and sympathy Wonder why we tried, for things that could never be Play our heart's lament, like an unrehearsed
I just can't find no love, no sympathy What kind of love, they've got for me I'm on my way to happiness Where I can find some peace and rest When I'm
(Stansfield/Kassinetti/Gould/Ashton) When you climb into your bed tonight When you lock and bolt the door Just think of those out in the cold and dark
So you've seen the sunrise on the Nile solved the mystery of the mona lisa's smile you proclaim your innocence what you saying makes no sense to me at
They're almost falling over you Why don't we call a truce? Whatever they are trying to do Is of little use They're drowning you in compliments Trying
I don't want to ride the milk train anymore I'll go to bed at nine and awaken with the dawn And lunch at half past noon, dinner prompt at five The comfort
I can tell you what you wanna hear So you don't have to see That I'm hardly breathing I can't hide, any longer I am feeling stronger, finally Don't wanna
Stranger than your sympathy And this is my apology I killed myself from the inside out And all my fears have pushed you out And I wished for things that
