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Albums:

Watching Angels Mend (Alex Lloyd) · How Can You Mend a Broken Heart? (Al Green) · Some Broken Hearts Never Mend (Don Williams) · Watching Angels Mend (Alex Lloyd) · Too Much, Too Young, Too Fast (Airbourne) · Too Much, Too Little, Too Late (Johnny Mathis) · Many Mamas, Many Papas (John Phillips) · Many Mamas, Many Papas (John Phillips) · One Too Many: Live from New York [Clean] (Joey McIntyre) · Too Many Years (Jorma Kaukonen) – and 90 other albums »


reminds me of the wintertime
Part of the summer too
And of the many, many times that I held her in my arms
Just to keep her from the foggy, foggy dew
Part of the summer too
And of the many, many times that I held her in my arms
Just to keep her from the foggy, foggy dew
of the wintertime
Part of the summer, too,
And the many, many times that I held her in my arms
Just to keep her from the foggy, foggy, dew.
Too many dances have ended
When the band runs out of tunes
Too many hearts have been broken
When the pieces come unglued
Too many dreams
right over
You thought you'd crossed that line
But I got you sober
Tough love to tears
Too many drugs
Too many years
Man you're breaking my heart
nothing left
Just a terrible need

And the days are marked by the heaviness of the heart
It never mends
Until the healing begins

And the tension
to live by
They painted every passion, every home, created every beautiful child
In the winter they were weavers of warmth,
In the summer they were
I stroll through days and nights
And through hours of weeping
Can I mend by broken heart by
Speaking to myself
I've been lost and found
nothing left
Just a terrible need

And the days are marked by the heaviness of the heart
It never mends
Until the healing begins

And the tension
like this
Or to brood over who's done you wrong
If the years pass you by, look at all that you'll miss
You've been walking in shadows too long

It's
that shelf
Too many books
Read me your favorite line

Papa went to other lands
And he found someone who understands
The ticking, and the western man's
doesn't offer much resistance 
To this Cockamamie Business 

There are too many things stressing out the nervous system 
Girls you used to know fellas
lasts 
It's all too many miles to you 
The best of friends must pass 

So tell me
Don't you want to take another look away 
Don't you want to play
the problems that were in our lives
And now I feel the tears
And not a minute passes by
When I don't wish
That you were near
Time will never mend (oh no)
and now I've come to mend
These wounds that were gored by you through all of them

It's too sad that I've got to mediate these faulty sides of you
you've got no say at all

Now I was once a fool it's true
I played the game by all the rules
But now my world's a deeper blue
I'm sadder but I'm wiser too
blue
I'm sadder but I'm wiser too
I swore I'd never love again
I swore my heart would never mend
Said love wasn't worth the pain
But then I hear it
The record asks, "will you still need me when I'm sixty four?"
I can't imagine that I wouldn't need you more
Too many tears to cry
I just won't let it die
And this song's been sung,
Too many times before.
And it's too late, to go back and change my ways.

I'll sing this song.
A song of praise. 
Of days gone by
rocket fueled and I´m on the mend

[CHORUS]
In my eyes
You might find love

Now Benny said he didn´t think it would be too long
In Belvoir St.
a deeper blue
I'm sadder but I'm wiser too

I swore I'd never love again
I swore my heart would never mend
Said love wasn't worth the pain
But then I
wasted
Swallowed by the earth before you could even taste it

[DJ Spin One cuts]
"I've seen the hood raised brothers"
	"killed too many of us"
	"killed too
again, no
Broke it once, I was too young
And it didn’t mend

I’ve suffered for your foolish heart and your desperate needs
And now after all this time
them demons by the fuckin basement
Leavin niggas shakin' when they face the face of Satan
Ten safens in thy casket mend the soul
And then I grasp it
and arrest you from your sleep 
You see you got too many promises to keep 
And what's more they be dying of starvation 
With all the food on this world there