A gauntlet of piercing stares line his way And condemning glares say all hate can say As he strides ever on steps In time with his hearts rhythm and rhyme
And I feel like giving up So I wither And render myself helpless I give in And everything is clear I breakdown And let the story guide me I wither And
this town My dreams have withered and died. Once I was bending the tops of the trees, Kind thoughts in my head, kind voices to hear. Then I took up with
Autumn Leaves Summon The Dark Listen To The Howling Stars With My Eyes Closed My Life Is Blooming It Must Be But Withers At The End We All Die Thorns
: Wither Thou goest - I will go. Wither Thou lodgest - I will lodge. Thy people shall be - My people - own. Wither Thou goest - I will go. Wither Thou
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone It's not warm when she's away Ain't no sunshine when she's gone She always gone too long anytime she goes away Wonder
Sometimes in our lives We all have pain We all have sorrow But if we are wise We know that there's Always tomorrow Lean on me, when you're not strong
She couldn't stand me anymore So she just took the kids and went You see, I've got a drinkin' problem All the money that we had I spent Now I must die
La, la, la La, la I only want to love you Please don?t push me away Let me in your life I wasn?t even there when he hurt you So why should I have to
Now let us love Now let us love Appreciate y'all coming out Thank you Bill Withers, ladies and gentlemen One more time, Bill Withers Let's hear it for Bill Withers
My friends feel it's their appointed duty They keep trying to tell me here All you want to do is use me But my answer, yeah to all that use me stuff
no difference how many places that you?ve been Said the world keeps going around and around Going around and around Then he put up the pictures shook his head and with
pretty, pretty And at the dances you can't keep your seat But, if dances don't lead to romances You might as well be born, be born with two left feet
I can't write left-handed Would you please write a letter, write a letter to my mother? Tell her to tell, tell her to tell, tell her to tell the family
'll be happier with him Maybe the darkness of the hour Makes me seem lonelier than I am But over the darkness I have no power Hope she'll be happier with
Grandma's hands Clapped in church on Sunday morning Grandma's hands Played a tambourine so well Grandma's hands Used to issue out a warning She'd say, "
Withering tree, bearing no fruit Never will see an evergreen suit Reaching right out, out for the sun Broken old branches, fall one by one Into the arms
Wasted thoughts of you Desperate prayers to you Give me back my mind I'm empty inside What have I become? Everything's undone A candle burns here in your