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Caravans (Armen Chakmakian) · Seek Ye the Lord/The Soul of the Caravans (The Caravans) · Caravans (Mike Batt) · Caravans (Mike Batt) · A Sign of the Times [Performed Live On the Ed Sullivan Show] (Petula Clark) · Show Me A Sign (Modestep) · Show Me A Sign (Qissmet) · Some Songs with Some Friends (Lewis Watson) · Sing Some, Play Some (Jack Thorncroft) · Some Things Old, Some Things New (Diane Renay) – and 90 other albums »


And half a chance
At sanity
Shows you
Things they get away

It's all we can do
To ride it on through
No one
Leaves the caravan

Feel the signs
find myself lying.

I must have fallen by the wayside
The wheels crack beneath my foolish pride
Give me a sign in your direction
And show me to road
at night
I want to show I'm here with an aim of mine

I feel strong, but someone is crying, I know
It's so hard to find a sign of a way to go

Don't
By David Roche

He's not dead or alive
He's not off with some other guy
He's not lost track of the time
He's just

Missing

People say hey it'll
'cause I can't see just what you mean, by what you're telling me.
Should I stay or go, do you even know.

It's all a riddle to me:
Show me a sign
made
Driven the backroads so I wouldn't get weighed
And if you give me weed, whites and wine
And you show me a sign
And I'll be willin' to be movin'
the harness
Not to rage at the shore

Not to rail in the darkness
When surrounded by roar

When to know there's a river
Some of them walk
Some of them fall

In
of mine
And that goes to show: angels fall sometimes

She's been here long enough to see that I'm no saint by now
Every mornin' I wake surprised to find her
And we'll put you to some quiet caravan
And as sure as my name's Billy Sparks I'm your man
Singing doodoo doo doodoo
Doodoo doo doodoo
Doodoo doo doodoo
Show me a sign, get back in line
Show me all the tricks that you have learned
Show me some spite and if you do it right
I will show you how to kill
You are a moonchild and pretty soon child i've got
that feeling that i'm gonna make you smile forever
if i can..just give me a sign and i show you
tuned into Blue
"Maybe Amsterdam or Rome"

Awakened by a stewardess,
With Spain somewhere below.
On the threshold of adventure,
God I do love this
that's ever been made
Driven the backroads so I wouldn't get weighed
And if you give me weed, whites and wine
And you show me a sign
And I'll be
ever been made 
Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed 
And if you give me, weed, whites, and wine 
And you show me a sign 
I'll be willin',
ever been made 
I've driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed 
If you give me: weed, whites, and wine 
And you show me a sign 
I'll be willin'
me .. I really wanna show you

I had the master plan
I'm in the caravan on my way to Maryland
with my man Two-Tecs to take over this projects
They
despair

Sign of the times and things yet to come
The truth now revealed
Shall condemn every son
Some will be blessed
Others turned away
Who will be
You are a moonchild and pretty soon child I`ve got
That feeling that i`m gonna make you smile forever
If I can... just give me a sign and I show
a hurtin' down in my heart
Maybe somethin' there will show me some kind of sign
On the blue side of the mountain
Where the sun don't ever shine

I'm
Silence is a frustrating answer when all you want is a sign
Silence is a frustrating answer when all you wanted is a sign

It's hard to be
of righ that's ever been made
Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed

And if you give me weed, whites, and wine
And you show me a sign, I'll be
and 2's 
By the best djs, hey 
Time was kinda tight 

But still i dotted on the line 
And some expected me 
To start buhlooning in the mind 
Seein'
for some dick
I was taught by the OG's, lace me mane
When I was nine years old a student of the game
Used to be the lookout kid when them boys came
been made
Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed
And if you give me, weed, whites, and wine
And you show me a sign
I'll be willin', to be
The maiden wore her beads and braids and hoped some day he'd talk.
Kaw-liga, too stubborn to ever show a sign, 
Because his heart was made of knotty pine.