Don't go, does it have to be this way?. Can't we have just one more chance?. Those who know they will not say Must this be the final dance in our lives as time just moves on?. Yesterday's years are
There is an ornament. Lost inside the night. There on a Christmas tree. With a thousand lights. No one can see her. She's standing all alone. Somewhere she glistens, when no one can see I don't
Remember last Christmas eve. When we sat next to our first tree. Ornaments reflected light. Of a candle in the night And I gave you a music box. Back then it seemed like so much. We watched it go
Here believe a night enchanted seen. Here the hopes of Gods are planted, dream. Remember, remember all we do not see. Surrender, surrender all we wished to be Lost and forgotten like our Akhenaten.
In an old city bar. That's never too far. From the places that gather. The dreams that have been In the safety of night. With its old neon light. It beckons to strangers. And they always come in
Stars and dandelions. Like coins thrown into wells. Are the things that we can wish upon. And where our dreams do dwell. . But the dark it is the darkness. It's the stars that make it night. Fo
So after all these one night stands. You've ended up with heart in hand. A child alone on your own, retreating Regretful for the things you're not. And all the things you haven't got. Without a ho
HE WON THE WAR. IN A FOREIGN LAND. THAT WAS NO HERO. THAT WAS MY OLD MAN AND HE CAME BACK HOME. WHERE HE MET HIS WIFE. AND HE RAISED HIS KIDS. WHILE HE MADE A LIFE NOW HE NEVER PREACHED. THOUGH
