being unoppressed One day I'll saddle back and speak of foreign adventures One day I'll double back and tell you about these unfettered years One day
: (Graham Russell, Rex Goh) One warm night I fell in love The air was still the words would flow We knew each other oh so well And though just met you
didn`t know it'd be today All the voices in my head scream insane The one that got away You're the one that got away Ah you're the one that got away The one
: if i get out of disliking choices and if i stop running over other one?s voices if i could loosen this critical view could i learn to understand you
combine because she?s musically inclined Anyway one day I brought her in the car with me I thought that I would introduce her to my other lady, but The other
one. I don't want to live like that. No, I don't want to live like that. I don't want to live like that, live like that. Just another voice in the wilderness
lonely winter long. I need your body and soul to get me through. Holding me over you. Don't tell me that I came one love too late. No other woman would
me up with doubt when you're trapped you got no voice where you're born you got no choice other than to go and take you some one dimensional fool in
pines grow wild and tall I was trying to make it home through the forest Before the darkness falls I heard the wind rustling through the trees And ghostly voices
Hesitation Could re-arrange The other side To your love Take hold now baby And take What other Lovers have not Times is changing Will they re-arrange The other
Our, our love is strong, don't go away You're the one I want, don't go away You're my, you're my, you're my number one Yeah, our love ain't goin' out
it?s never been done So let?s change on the count of one It takes one, just one And then one follows the other one And then another follows the other one
: I'm beginning to hear voices and there's no one around Well, I'm all used up and the fields have turned brown I went to church on Sunday and she passed
the Southern crosses The Yellow Dog Get away from all these demagogues And these bad luck women stick like glue It's either one or the other or neither
soon And she takes your voice And leaves you howling at the moon Up on Housing Project Hill It's either fortune or fame You must pick up one or the other
givin' up If the wine don't come to the top of yer cup If the wind's got you sideways with with one hand holdin' on And the other starts slipping and
can give it to Estelle, She's the one you been wond'rin' about, but there's really nothin' much to tell. We both heard voices for a while, now the rest
in the wild wind. She walks across the marble floor Where a voice from the gambling room is callin' her to come on in. She smiles, walks the other way