: I'm on the sea so bargain with me, so I can be home once again. to lose ways, to sing, an odd time of death, to lose and not to win. Why must I,
hat and a hammer Kind of glue that sticks this world together Hands of steel and cradle of the Promised Land No, there's nothing wrong with a hard hat
Dirt roads and white lined, and all kinds of stop signs I'll stand right here where I'm at 'Cause I wear my own kind of hat. There's two kinds of lovers
: This is the song that reminds me of my trucker hat That I used to wear not to block out the sun With a john deere logo and a stain on the back From
where a town you love once stood You just cry each time you think of when times were good Napoleon?s tailor dressed him in a giant hat and funny platform
had So it felt like we had nothing That's what makes this hat so sad It was a long, long time ago When all we had Was a hat full of stars... ...You
: Sometimes I think Things are overwhelming Sometimes I think I don't know what I'll do But I forget the world And everything around me That's what
: She's just a product of misery... Everyday she'd go around Everytime I see that frown Broken down and down and out, The drudgery goes on and on. Oh
: Ever since I could understand My mother said to me "Don't you ever let a man hit you, Don't you grow up like me" So I swore I'd never be like her Or
: When I was eight I had a friend With a pirate smile Make believe and play pretend We were innocent and wild Hopped a fence and slammed the gate Running
: If you want to see me Don't break down and cry I can be your sweetie If you be a friend of mine And I won't be forsaken If you think thoughts unkind
: The street light Through my window Makes me feel secure There's no one to distract me I'm locking the door You cannot barge into My own little world
: I know you expected me To act just like a schoolgirl Followed your rules Just like a fool Wrapped up in your world What's good for you Don't mean that
: Dear John, What's wrong ? Why can't you just be anything you want ? Why not ? Why not ? I tried to tell you then. You didn't understand. They try
: Somber sister This is a strange and bitter fruit Because you taught me to sing And the rhythm in my heart And the rhythm in my feet is - Why are
: Midnight falls on the snow-lit trees And as I stand inside I know that I Can't watch life through a window My indecision is blocking the door It's
: Things like this Can always take a little time I always thought We'd be together down the line We start to fight And can't get over what was said '
