just_crazy_love
You've got a sweet, sweet way
You know you'll always be the only one
And if you'll let me say
You'll never be a lonely one
Well you've just got something
Makes a gir
i_do
Written by christine mcvie and eddie quintela.
Oh my mind is made up about you
Now and always
Though the seasons come and they go
Nothing will ever change
illume
Illume says the candle that I burn
A reflection in the window
All the way to Point Dume
Illume-like it dances
I am a cliff dweller
From the old school
dragonfly
Written by danny kirwan and c.g. adams.
And when the roses are half-bud soft flowers
And lovely as the king of flies has come
It was a fleeting visit, all too brie
can’t_go_back
over_and_over
Artist: Fleetwood Mac
Album: Live
Title: Over & Over
Written by christine mcvie.
Could you ever need me
And would you know how
looking_for_somebody
Written by peter green.
I got a feeling, blues gonna be my only way
Yeah, i got a feeling, blues gonna be my only way
But when you're lookin' for somebody
I'
sweet_girl
Written by Stevie Nicks.
And he says, ";What do you love to do?
Outside your world,
Who spends timewith you?
Whom do you love when you're not working?
morning_rain
Written by christine mcvie.
Clear as the morning rain
Seeing it very plain
We've got to start again
What's that you do
What's that you say
something_inside_of_me
Yes there's something inside of me
And it just won't go away
Yes there's something inside of me
And it just won't go away
Yes it was these blues you gave me
When you
caroline
Written by lindsey buckingham.
She's so crazy
She's so lazy
Keeps on coming
Keeps you running
Caroline
Caroline
Time recedes with a
i_can’t_hold_out
like_it_this_way
Written by danny kirwan.
Better love me baby
Love me all the time
Better love me baby
Let me know your mine
Don't care what you say
You're gonna
my_heart_beat_like_a_hammer
Written by jeremy spencer.
I woke up one morning
Waking with the rising sun
Woke up one morning
Awakin' with the rising sun, ahh
Thought about my baby<
murrow_turning_over_in_his_grave
All the sainted sinners
They pay handsomely
And eventually?
They make the weapons
And they run the prisons
And they sell the justice
Cause being guilty is
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