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Anything we should know about your change? -- Lullay, thou little tiny child
By by lullay lullaye
Lullay, thou little tiny child
By by lullay
charm
Mmm

Tonight I've consumed much more than I can hold
Oh, this is very clear to you
And you can tell I have never really loved
You can tell, by
me
But that wouldn't be enough
But I'd give anything
To fall in love

Now I lay here
I'd rather not be sleeping by myself
Staring at the wall
I
She tries to give up on love every morning
And there's that ceiling and there she is by herself
Wondering if she'll ever find that feeling
Till
I don't want anyone, know me or not
See me at my lowest, you don't have to drop, drop, drop
Don't have to drop by, nothing you can do this time
I
You're like waking in the morning by a mountain stream
You're like watching that eagle floating on the breeze
As I listen to you dreaming by my
the way I feel
You know I will
And if it means that I have to sacrifice to make things right
I'll be by your side
For you
I will do anything
For you
real
Then I grab on that ass and I firmly believe it
And you look like you drawn by an artist
No you, you look like Bernice and Yaris
But both put
forever

'Cause there's a scrambled sun
In a tangled sky
And the moon couldn't be any brighter
And as the slam big city goes rocketing by
Oh, my head
Groovin', on a Sunday afternoon
Really couldn't get away too soon

I can't imagine anything that's better
The world is ours whenever we're together
of gold on their heads

And they're all blind to who you are

At the Royal Cafe

If you keep laughing, I'll forgive you anything

Watch the towns pass by
wonderin' if your mother still ever thinks of me
Hallelujah

Blank canvasses leant against gallery walls
Flowing towards sculptures of Anything Goes
Groovin' . . . on a Sunday afternoon
Really couldn't get away too soon
I can't imagine anything that's better
The world is ours whenever we're
As we're leveled by the low
Hot lights and disarmed

I'm not afraid of anything
Even time
It'll eke away at everything
But we'll be fine

I'm folded
here by my side"
We went to her place
Overlooking the bay
She said: "There's just one bed
Will that be okay?"

On any given night
Anything can
could throw me anything with you by my side
It's a crazy, perfect, messed up, beautiful ride
Yeah, it's a good, good, good to be alive
Come on now
into someone's coffee 

Then it avoids an awful lot of mess 



It's murder by numbers  one  two  three 

It's as easy to learn as your ABC 

Murder
Groovin', on a Sunday afternoon
Oh, rally couldn't get away too soon

I can't imagine anything that's better
The world is ours whenever we're
alone or sat and waited by the phone
Or opened your own door
You shouldn't have to
You shouldn't have to

Do you ever wonder when your dreams will
and breakthrough
Something bombastic to make you change
Your point of view, before you focus on
Anything new

Presenting by the dangerous to general public
just blows me away
I've never been this close to anyone or anything
I can hear your thoughts, I can see your dreams

I don't know how you do what you
can't fool me
We both know who you are

Homeboy, you're gonna wish one day,
That you were sittin' on a gate of a truck by the lake
With your high school
you buried in the sand
A friend was there to hold your hand
Said, "walk on by"

So, I went walking through the street
I saw you strung up in a tree
what his calls might bring
With a cowboy like him, it could be anything
And she always expected the worst
In the back of her mind

He said, it's

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