ON BORROWED TIME I turn my back on him Now it's you that makes me smile But in your arms, I'm restless Like I'm leaving in awhile I let the match and
What wicked wonders lie within the confines Of the panther's den She watches from a maypole, on the rip of her tongue The restless spirit of Christmas
her matches ... It's all that she can Through this darkness ... Cold will take it all She slowly goes From above I am looking Her restless heart Can
They're pretendin, while I'm extendin You bite like a parasite, said that it you attacks But you won't strike, cause you ain't no match You need more
Well I have spent nights with matches and knives Leaning over ledges only two flights up Hurting my heart, burning my soul nothing left to hold Nothing
Everything's so restless The wind has come again Blowing me so far I think I see a star First you think your fortune's lovely And you fly out through
the lee of the bay; don't be bothered Leave your troubles here where the tugboats shear the water from the water Flanked by furrows, curling back, like a match
Let's start the mourning Never gonna see, never gonna see another day Never see another day Cause I'm tired and I'm restless And I'm pretty sure I met my match
dance, avalanche quote Down slope, elegant as Fantasia Killer whale tale inhale, black male from Asia All out the wood works, hood shirts and wizards No match
Millionaires and paupers walk the hungry street Rich and poor companions of the restless beat Strangers in a foreign land, strike a match with a trembling
She's no good for me I know that she's a wild flower She's got a restlessness A beautifulness, a thing about her But here I am again calling her back
lee of the bay; don't be bothered Leave your troubles here where the tugboats shear the water from the water Flanked by furrows, curling back, like a match
Let?s start the mourning Never gonna see, never gonna see another day Never see another day Cause I?m tired and I?m restless And I?m pretty sure I met my match
one man on the county line. Took his dime and I blew his mind. Now I'm just sittin' here doin' time. Sun, don't you rise no more. Well a restless wind
's dirty war Merry Christmas, Mr. Meyers Watch out -- those are policemen at your door Someone's trigger hand was restless Itching to attack Hey, that guy matches
I turn my back on him Now it's you that makes me smile But in your arms, I'm restless Like I'm leaving in awhile I let the match and burned my bridges
What wicked wonders lie within the comfines Of the panther's den She watches from a maypole, on the rip of Her tongue The restless spirit of Christmas