Hey, a change is gonna come April told me so East is east and west is west There's nowhere else to go Hey, stay a while Let the wild winds blow Heal
New York is far away from here New York is far away from here And you can see it in the rain And you can see it in the cheap suits and the ties It's
I'll take your days I'll take your darkest days I'll take your days I'll take your dark days And inside your painting There I'll be Inside your painting
Stand up straight, they won't notice Don't fall apart now Chin up, keep both eyes focused On your sacred vow Deep down you've got to remember What you
I guess I'm normal after all I don't feel so crazy Psychoanalysis after all of this Fails to amaze me I guess it's normal fallin' down And the sound
Johnny was a pyro and he acted like a baby Wanted all this attention I couldn't give Drink a bottle of hard stuff, say I love you now save me Just a big
The Statue of Liberty outside of Birmingham Stands by the highway, raises its lily white hand Boatloads of people rush to America's Birmingham And you
On their wings they are returning On their wings they fly Shadows fade the sun is burning high Everyday the light stays longer Everyday you sigh Shadows
He wore Italian shoes Like that's supposed to mean something I mean I could wear Italian shoes too And it wouldn't mean a thing to me Except maybe the
Well you tell me you love me and I'm alright Simple as that like the tail of a kite And the old legionnaires well they're spoiling for a fight On the
Get the baby and the bath water pack it up Get the truck in the backyard and back it up It's burnin' down Tie it off with a little piece of clothes line
Too bad that we Never got over ourselves Too bad that we Never got a hold of ourselves If wings were made for people We would fly away together We would
This old world is getting louder This old world is getting louder This old world is getting louder This old world is getting louder, yeah This old world
And I'm trying to make you sing From inside where you believe Like it's something that you need Like it means everything And I'm trying to make you feel
Alouette, gentille Alouette Alouette je te plumerai Alouette, gentille Alouette Alouette je te plumerai Je te plumerai la tete Je te plumerai la tete
Dear thoughts are my mind and my soul it soars enchanted, As I hear the sweet lark sing in the clear air of the day, For a tender beaming smile to my
The golden ratio the shell The stairs ascending round themselves The trees rustle as if to kneel and listen To the heartbeat of a lark or the lark in
The lark in the clear air : to my sister margaret Dear thoughts are in my mind And my soul soars enchanted As I hear the sweet lark sing In the clear