: Every shape of every word you say that breaks the silence of an ordinary day. Every look that seems to mystify, every single smile that spins me
: In the coldest time of year, darkness all around my heart. I was alone but didn't fear to wander in the light of stars. In the bright and silent
: Lay it down, pull my heart to the ground. Time's getting cold, now the leaves all turn hard and blue. And I know when I gaze to the sun, no place
: Hello, you fool, I love you. C'mon join the joyride I hit the road out of nowhere, I had to jump in my car and be a rider in a love game following
: I was raised the northern way and my father had a northern name, I did my crying out in the pouring rain. And a season turned into another one,
: In that big big house there are fifty doors and one of them leads to your heart. In the time of spring I passed your gate and tried to make a start
: Never looked back on a love affair. I never spent minutes on history, it made me sad, it made me so sad. And in no time no time at all a change
Growing up on Cinnamon Street. Everywhere you look there are lots of people to meet, it's seven o'clock, the breakfast treat. Now the schoolbus is
Every shape of every word you say that breaks the silence of an ordinary day. Every look that seems to mystify, every single smile that spins me to
You're sliding down a dream, o yea. Where nights are born in blue, that's the truth. You're swimming in a stream, o yea. Fish are jumping too, next
Never looked back on a love affair. I never spent minutes on history, it made me sad, it made me so sad. And in no time no time at all a change has
I see you comb your hair and gimme that grin. It's making me spin now, spinnin' within. Before I melt like snow, I say Hello - How do you do! I
I hit the coast with the faith of a preacherman. I saw a ghost with a face like a madman. I had this dream I was sleeping at the Royal Ball. I hit
You build it up and tear it down, there's no reason to follow you. You left the song without a sound, you left the story I made for you. Softly angels
In that big big house there are fifty doors and one of them leads to your heart. In the time of spring I passed your gate and tried to make a start
I got to get a message through, I don't know where we're going. I wrap my arms around your naked shoulders, take cover for the night. I see you
Babe it's time to tell me that it's over, tell me that it's over, it's plain to see. And this time we won't be starting over, no crying on your shoulder
I was raised the northern way and my father had a northern name, I did my crying out in the pouring rain. And a season turned into another one, I