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the time 
And sittin' it by on the stones
Oh, I, need

One original thing
Baby, I need an original thing
Something unusual to give me some wings
Show
Do you think of the cross on which Jesus died
Of the blood he shed for you?
Are you prepared to meet him in that land of love
By his word, are you
knew, 
And in return I'll give, 
As long as I may live, 
Devotion, only to you! 

Original Italian Words and Music by Ugo Calise 
With Italian/English
and he made my day
Tarred and feathered in La Brea
What a pit, what a pit

I formed my own government
I cast pearls before the parliament
Got some
Do you think of the cross on which Jesus died
Of the blood he shed for you
Are you prepared to meet him in that land of love
By his word are you
Darkness falls and she will take me by the hand
Take me to some twilight land
Where all but love is grey
Where I can't find my way
Without her
out the night
There's a cast of thousands waiting
As she turns out the light

But it's too late, too late, too late
(Too late) too late for love
Too
Jesus, joy of man's desiring 
Holy wisdom, love most bright 

Drawn by Thee, our souls aspiring 
Soar to uncreated light 

Word of God, our
love 
Too late, too late, too late, too late

London boys are gazing as the girls go hand in hand 
With a pocket full of innocence, their entrance is
songs before thy throne arise.

Thy love divine hath led us in the past;
In this free land by thee our lot is cast.
Be thou our Ruler, Guardian,
) 
Yes, everything I'll ever need is you! 

Words and Music by Paul Vance 
And Bobby London
Love is like a never ending melody, 
Poets have compared it to a symphony, 
A symphony conducted by the lighting of the moon, 
But our song of love
grateful songs
Before thy throne arise

Thy love divine 
Hath led us in the past
In this free land 
By thee our lot is cast
Be thou our Ruler
If perfect love casts out fear
Then here I am Lord drawing near

Days have come, days have gone
I know one thing’s sure
Hanging on by the words
And the sadness you cast over me.

For a long time my dear I've been waiting
For the words that you never would say
And alas my poor heart you are breaking
For
may hold you 
I don't know what he told you, 
But he couldn't love you more! 

. . . he couldn't love you more! 

Original Italian Words and Music by
In London city where I did dwell
A butcher boy, I loved right well
He courted me, my life away
But now with me, he will not stay

I wish, I
Do you think of the cross on which Jesus died?
Of the blood He shed for you
Are you prepared to meet Him in that land of love
By His word are you
London, England. Sealed in a leather canister, the aged script was accompanied by an ornate bronze key of unknown origin. The author of the journal remains
motherfucker
260 combined, here to bring the ruckus
The bassline plus the words raise the crime rate
Bronsolini show 'em how to hold a 9 straight

Yo, get
place of mine
And walk close by my side

Close your eyes
Close your eyes
Sail away
Wishing well cast a spell
And let's away

Come to a place that's hidden
I cast the letters you wrote
Taken out by the current or sink to the bottom to say a little goodbye to your love

Skies dark and the wind blew
And the sadness you cast over me.

For a long time my dear I've been waiting
For the words that you never would say
And alas my poor heart you are breaking
For
You came 'round today
You never even knocked on my door
Your note tried to say
That you don't love me no more
 
I want you by my side cause
I
In London city where I did dwell
A butcher boy, I loved right well
He courted me, my life away
But now with me, he will not stay

I wish, I