tonight we'll live forever cross your heart and hope to die side by side we're here together so raise your hands and reach for the sky so did you even
now i can breathe by myself and for the rest of my life i never tried to face the facts when i was falling apart you lived inside the situation when
i'm sitting here, trying to write some words about you and i can see through, a bullet straight to your heart and who's the one who took the fall when
your touch tonight? try my trust again my friend close enough away from sin light the fuse and watch it burn turn it up now i'm gonna rise from the ashes
tell me now before it's over will you say that you missed me? i wanna stop and make it clear what i see makes no sense at all so i have to know today
sleepin' all my life away You been steppin' so they say Between midnight and day So, I'm gonna sleep with one eye open from now on From now on (From
Yummed on the dead end they set in, then they lead in They wanting me off in the coffin Cops from everywhere was yellin and wailin' I went unconcious From
lie awake Under a silver sky, we'll hideaway So long The night is closing in Everyone is alone again We're going on a midnight ride Under stars and satellites A thousand miles from
MIDNIGHT Writers Don Hecht, Alan Block I go out walking after midnight Out in the moonlight just like we used to do I'm always walking after midnight
The Cremation of Sam McGee The Cremation of Sam McGee (Robert W. Service) There are strange things done 'neath the midnight sun by the men who moil
wet them dear In the midnight hour if my lips were dry? Would you go away to another land? Walk a thousand miles through the burning sand Wipe the blood away from
I drove eleven hundred miles to find a photograph I lost It's just a Polaroid I used to keep of a girl that I once loved And sleeping leads to nightmares
watch with a diamond face I wanna watch through a scope Head shot from a mile away Ya head pop like JFK, like a plot by the CIA We ain't dying from the
Oh well, for the recop I drop my bet Divide between my homies and ride the sunset (Bad Azz from LBC Crew) Two sacks o' money from the train heist They
, what is the outcome? Will they do me like Malcolm? 'Cause I bust styles, new styles, standin' strong While, others Run a Hundred Miles But I never
I been trippin' in your sky I woke up adrift in a Technicolor bliss Ten million miles high I'm a Christian zombie by daylight Satan, he come trippin' 'round midnight
