Lyrics:
the sky is a scissor
Sitting on the floor with a tambourine
Crushing up a bundle of love
Don't take it so personally
You're not the only one
That time
Away in a manger,
No crib for His bed,
The little Lord Jesus
Laid down His sweet head
The stars in the bright sky
Looked down where He lay,
rise;
Join the triumph of the skies;
With angelic host proclaim
"Christ is born in Bethlehem!"
Hark! the herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn
underneath the stars listening to
Papa's translations of the stories across the sky, we drew our own constellations
The west winds often last too long
But
There's another home somewhere
There's another glimpse of sky
There's another place unlearned
And a face not memorized
There's another quilt
down underneath the stars listening to
Papa's translations of the stories across the sky, we drew our own constellations
The west winds often last
the skies tried to warn us
The parents are goners, no children to mourn us
It's driving me crazy, this war is my lady
We've lost all our babies, and God is
Everything is set, skies are blue,
Can't believe it yet, but it's true,
I'll give you just one guess,
My sweet Lorraine said "yes"
Waiting for
face in my beautiful balloon
We can sing a song and sail along the silver sky
For we can fly, we can fly
Up, up and away
My beautiful, my beautiful
Away in a manger, no crib for his bed,
The little Lord Jesus laid down his Sweet head.
The stars in the bright sky looked down where he lay,
When it rained five days
And the skies turned dark at night
When it rained five days
And the skies turned dark at night
There was trouble takin'
when love began
Clouds floating thru the night
While the silver stars above
Lend their tender light
Clouds drifting thru the sky
While I wonder
happy too.
Life's really worth living
When we are mirth giving
Why can't I give some to you
When skies are gray and you say you are blue
I'll
Away in a manger,
No crib for His bed
The little Lord Jesus
Laid down His sweet head
The stars in the bright sky
Looked down where He lay
Away in a manger,
No crib for His bed
The little Lord Jesus
Laid down His sweet head
The stars in the bright sky
Looked down where He lay
old sound
And the water below
Gives a gift to the sky
And the clouds give back
Every time they cry
Make the grass grow green
Beneath my toes
And if
Star eyes,
That to me is what your eyes are,
Soft as stars in April skies are,
Tell me some day you'll fulfill
Their promise of a thrill.
Star
The sea
The sky
And you and I
Sea and sky and you and I
With all blues
All shades
All hues
Some blues
Are sad
But some blues are glad
a song of letting go
It's not goodbye, it's hello
When we met underneath the blue skies of summer
And those summer skies turn into fall
That
Away in a manger, no crib for his bed,
The little Lord Jesus laid down his Sweet head.
The stars in the bright sky looked down where he lay,
Say, it's only a paper moon
Sailing over a cardboard sea
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believed in me
Yes, it's only a canvas sky
from the sky
Sweeter then sugar is what I dream
My life would be if left up to me
And oh I like that
Sweeter then sugar
[Chorus]
Shopping
I'll try
If you wanted the sky
I would write across the sky in letters
That would soar a thousand feet high
To you, with love
Those awkward years
you higher so we almost touch the sky
Tell me I'm the only one that sparkles in your eyes
[Chorus:]
Is this the real thing?
(Sugababes,
.jpg/220px-April_Skies_(single).jpg "April Skies")
.jpg/200px-Lil_Skies_Fillmore_Auditorium_05.01.19_(47708563412).jpg "Lil Skies")
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