These are the stories of Edgar Allan Poe not exactly the, not exactly the boy next door Edgar Allan Poe not exactly the boy next door These are the stories of Edgar
Dear Marion, as I write this down Dear Marion, I just make the bed then I need To go lie down But baby knows that I love to cry Over every little thing
Yesterday I said goodbye to all my misery I floated down the river just to see what I could see I came upon the ocean and its beauty took me in A bird
See, the rivers risin' See, you're realizin' The moon is smilin', the stars are shinin' It's happenin' all again 'Cause time is movin, plainly groovin
Drivin' along with my radio on feelin' good Ain't got no lady but maybe I'm thinkin' I could I slept all day nothing to do And I don't see the world
Don't you know that I was sittin' back in Texas I was playin' those rhythm and blues And then I got a big offer For more money than I could refuse I
A long, long time ago I had a dream Somehow things work out much different than they seem All the things that I tried to find, givin' me no peace of mind
look at those eyes now darling they see right through me when we touch it takes me where I never thought I'd be Ive see a lot of sorrow and Ive had my
I may not be your way back in the blues But the blues is back in me I may not be the same as you But I'm the same as I can be I may not walk the way
Alright Some kind of animal is stalkin? your trail Some weird unconformity, outside your tail Bugbear, nightmare, castles in the air I wonder if this
It's your life to live It's your love to give, hey baby It's your life to live It's your love to give Let your love light shine I wanna make you mine
Hey, come here boys and girls, yeah Well, if you wear funny clothes And you travel on the road You can bet, they'll call you an animal And if you're
Today is hard to find and harder yet to hold It?s paradise If you love right through in time it comes to you, yeah So walk in the sun now, life can be
Autumn, the wind blows colder than summer Autumn, my love's gone with another I can't demand anything of myself now So I guess I'll stay here in New England
Days are growing shorter, the night is closing in Time is so much older and hope is getting thin We seem quite content believing nothing can go wrong
The mountain is high, the valley is low And you're confused 'bout which way to go So I flew here to give you a hand And lead you into the promised land
Look through these eyes and tell me if you see What in the world it is that's wrong with me? Please take my hand and try to pull me through I know it'
SEE THE LIGHT I SHALL MARRY EDGAR LINTON OTHER HANDSOME MEN EXIST MY CONCERN IS FOR THE PRESENT WE COULD MAKE YOU UP A LIST MRS. EDGAR LINTON! - HEAVEN
