It's great to be part
of a club so nice...
Sometimes I feel you there at night,
And I know just how you feel...
A distance...
Burned up time and used up trust...
The End
When I look into your eyes...
If you ever cry a single tear
Ill be there to cry with you...
Within these pages of poetry
There's a angel roaming...
Talking on the phone,
Denying everything I said...
And then she asked it,
the unavoidable one...
Disco, Disco
Throw it through a hoop...
Now i lay me down to sleep
i pray the lord my soul to keep...
I long for my mother's bread
My mother's coffee...
Don't we answer the door or phone not always...
who is on the other end...