Lyrics:
You talk about your woman
I wish you could see mine,
You talk about your woman
I wish you could see mine,
Every time she starts to lovin'
She
girl I hear it in your voice and how it trembles
When you speak to me I don't resemble, who I was
You've almost had enough
And your actions speak
don't know just what to really do
Just take a walk along the avenue,
You'll hear the sounds come a-floatin' through
Along about midnight.
They close
has been joined by God, by God
Let no man put asunder
Oh no don't throw it away
Don't throw it away
I can't hear those words spoken, understood
the train blow
Write me a letter send it by mail
Send it in care of the Birmingham jail
(Write me a letter containing three lines)
Answer my question will
baby, it's you
Sha-la-la-la-la
Baby, it's you
Sha-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la-la
You should hear what they say about you (cheat, cheat)
Just to know who is driving, what a help it would be
So if you want this world of yours to turn about you
And you can see exactly what to do, don't tell
And lately I often do
Funny, it's not a rose I touch
It's always you
If a breeze, caresses me
It's really you strolling by
If I hear a melody
It's
miles can lead so many ways
Just to know who is driving
What a help it would be
So if you want this world of yours
To turn about you
And you can
By Michael Franks
Love, when we touch I shiver
Just body language can you blame it
My love's like a raging river
And I think you're the one
& a-alibi-in'
Singin' that same old worn-out song
Here it comes now
I can't hear you no more
I've heard it all before
You ain't a-reachin' me
No how, no
it is
He doesn't know who Jesus was
Or what praying is
How can he be saved
From the eternal grave?
Tommy, can you hear me?
Tommy, can you hear
You, you got your own opinions
But baby, I don't even need to hear 'em
It used to hurt me, used to bring me down
Do your worst, 'cause nothing's
I don't hear it
Does it mean you don't love me any more.
I hear the clock a'ticking
On the mantel shelf
See the hands a'moving
But I'm by
day was a fun day
I confess
I'm thinking about it too
Been thinkin' 'bout it too?
Is it true, that you're been thinking about it too?
Couldn't
And think about the last time you were here lying next to me
How the noise from the cars got louder and louder
During rush hour
Until it sounded like
every day
I wear it just a in case you'll call
I wore it yesterday
I wore it yesterday
I hear them talk about you
They say you're like the rest
They say
Or just me?
You know your song saved my life
I don't sing it just so I can get by
Won't you hear me when I tell you, darling
I sing it to survive
like crazy
You told me not to cry when you were gone
But the feeling's overwhelming, it's much too strong
Can I lay by your side, next to you, you
tonight
And then I'll write you a song
You might hear it on the radio
Baby you never know
But it's gonna be just about you and me
How much I miss you
love with my own sins
Let's hear it for America's suitehearts
But I must confess
I'm in love with my own sins
You can bow and pretend
That you
You said goodbye on Tuesday
I figured I would see you by the weekend
I either didn't hear you right
Or maybe this ol' heart didn't listen
hear your voice in my mind (it's in my mind)
Can't you hear me calling
My heart is yearning like the ocean that's running dry
Catch me I'm falling
With the same old song
About the same old love
It goes on and on
Same old guitar
And the same old strum
I may be country but I'm not dumb
Hey
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