I write you from a far country North of Africa, it is Algeria And my city is Oran I know you'll find this letter strange That is because I am strange
There are those who live their life As if there is no other So they burn their bridges But they couldn't care any less Comes a time that catches up They
I once knew a pair That used to fit very tight But now a man's standing tall In the wake of this night Na na na na His eyes are watering in anger At
All you've found is another back door That no one sees a reason for At the heart of the traveling band You have to understand There's a driving need to
I just wanna keep on thinkin' 'bout you 'Cause the last time you told me was I wanna keep on thinkin' 'bout you But the last time we talked I wasn't hearing
There's an aircraft Somewhere down by the river The thing ran underground It was completely soundless Until we cut it down to size And then we galvanized
You take control of having what you want around you And every blink of your eye can make an old man seem younger Than every single day in his life Before
When in the world I'm gonna get it together I'm telling you girl I'm gonna make it all better But I don't know how I'm going to 'Cause I don't know what
Hey You shed your reputation Now Deny your compensation So put your pardon in me It pays To tell me I'm forgiven Raise The standard stop you're living
I'm feelin' that I've been torn what can I do? I say what you want me to say but now I've got to say what's true you give me a word in edge-wise but sometimes
She was underwhelmed, if that's a word I know it's not 'cause I looked it up That's one of those skills That I learned in my school I was overwhelmed
I woke up somewhere in the middle I turned to my left, oh man, now all I could see Was a question posed as a riddle I thought to myself "it's a reflection
Living in the shadow of love Tricked by an indirect light Anyone who isn't above Whatever's gonna make it all right Living in the shadow I know I know
This understanding's a misunderstanding easily You come 'round here and knockin' at my door But I've stated clearly I don't want you near me anymore
I gotta know what's your secret I gotta know where you keep it Coz it's causing a major reaction And driving me to distraction You've got a way of making
It's like a showdown at Beverly Terrace Perhaps a movie filmed in 1949 Just outside of Paris With palm trees shipped direct from Hollywood & Vine I'd
When your mama met your daddy she had to decide Should a goodie drag a baddie along for the ride? Back in school he got his hooks In a beautiful and
Ask your questions later I'm still on my hesitator A lonely big boat calls And my resistance falls Until my thoughts drift down to paper And when I get