what_about_me?
a_little_good_news
I rolled out this morning...kids had the morning news show on
Bryant Gumbel was talking about the fighting in Lebanon
Some senator was squawking about the bad economy
It's go
another_sleepless_night
The nights have been so lonely since you went away
I could not get to sleep try as I may
But now you're back, and you're here to stay....
CHORUS
Still it looks like
you_set_my_dreams_to_music
Oh, I'm lovin' what I see
Each time you smile at me
I love the look
Of what you're thi-inki-ing
I-I know how it feels to fly
I'm glowin' like the sky
T
the_french_waltz
Oh there won't be no stars
Coming out in the sky
Tonight when my baby walks by
They know that they can't hold a ca-andle
To the look in his eye
I know that I
lucky_me
There must be thousands of people out there-ere
Who search for love and find more than their share-are
They seem to fall into it naturally
But you know that doesn't apply
me_and_bobby_mcgee
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
And I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
It rode us all the way into New Orlea
where_do_you_go_when_you_dream
You've been moody and distracted
But I've never seen you like you are-are today-ay
My love, you're so very far away
And I can't get inside you
I cannot get to where the se
all_the_time
All the time
Yes darling, all the time
(Ooh-ooh) Tenderly, constantly
I love you (I-I love you)
Love you every day
I'll prove it every day
(Ooh-ooh) In
shadows_in_the_moonlight
We'll be shadows in the moonlight
Darlin' I'll meet you after midni-ight
Hand in hand we'll go
Dancin' through the Milky Way-ay
And we'll find a little hideaway
new_way_out
I know how hard he'll take it
When he finds out I can't stay-ay-ay
So I don't want to have to tell him
If there's any other way
Is there any new way out
Where
for_baby
I'll walk in the rain by your side
I'll cling to the warmth of your tiny hand
I'll do anything to help you understand
I'll love you more than anybody can
And the wi
you_won’t_see_me
killing_me_softly_with_his_song
Strumming my pain with his fingers,
singing my life with his words,
killing me softly with his song,
killing me softly with his song,
telling my whole life with his words,
snowbird
Beneath this snowy mantle cold and clean
The unborn grass lies waiting for its coat to turn to green
The snowbird sings the song he always sings
And speaks to me of flowers that
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