no difference how many places that you?ve been Said the world keeps going around and around Going around and around Then he put up the pictures shook his head and with
pretty, pretty And at the dances you can't keep your seat But, if dances don't lead to romances You might as well be born, be born with two left feet
I can't write left-handed Would you please write a letter, write a letter to my mother? Tell her to tell, tell her to tell, tell her to tell the family
'll be happier with him Maybe the darkness of the hour Makes me seem lonelier than I am But over the darkness I have no power Hope she'll be happier with
Grandma's hands Clapped in church on Sunday morning Grandma's hands Played a tambourine so well Grandma's hands Used to issue out a warning She'd say, "
Withering tree, bearing no fruit Never will see an evergreen suit Reaching right out, out for the sun Broken old branches, fall one by one Into the arms
Wasted thoughts of you Desperate prayers to you Give me back my mind I'm empty inside What have I become? Everything's undone A candle burns here in your
the mornin', love And the sunlight hurts my eyes And somethin' without warnin', love Bears heavy on my mind Then I look at you And the world's alright with
we wither and blow where the smoke goes closing my eyes to the sunlight withering tonight one thing is certain the rest is a lie one thing is certain
branded for all time Within my memory Pursuit began, seeking pleasure Delivered with a price Though an illusion of instant bliss enticed Toyed with
a lover Wither, I'm a flower Whether, I'm a lover Wither, I'm a flower Whether, I'm a lover Wither, I'm a flower Whether, I'm a lover Wither, I'm a
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now I walk away my entire past I've swallowed the days are gone when we did glow time has passed I failed to grow [Chorus:] and our faces wither
Wither A distant cry... From what I perished for? No... It was born... The winterburden. I bled its tears once... Oh, if only it could wither, wither
her nails on impaled palms Springing out of this flesh stirs a life at the bottom With her while she withers away With her while she withers away, away With her while she withers
it all Is when the sun comes shining through To make those rainbows in my mind When I think of you some time And I want to spend some time with you
Whither thou goest, I will go; Wherever thou lodgest, I will lodge: Thy people shall be my people ... Whither thou goest, I will go. (taken from the
Makes me smile when I'm lonely, comforts me when I'm sad How do you explain this sweet, sweet smile on my face That just keeps getting better with each