I'm sorry for hurting you, like the way I do
I'm sorry for the hurtful things I always say to you
We know the fight will never last
but still the amount they do
I'd like to say I'm sorry for everything I put you through.
It kills me when we fight, and it scares me too
I always make you cry and it kills me when you do
As I write this now, I know this much is true
I love you with all my heart and will always be with you.
Three times spun our gallant ship.
Three times round spun she.
Three times spun our gallant ship, sunk too deep for the devil to see.
Come young, come old.
See wealth untold.
See diamonds and gold sink down, sink down.
Come young, come old.
Come line up to see the wealth of a nation called unto me.
I ain't got the key to the chest you seek, and I ain't got no map ye can find.
For there ain't no map to the deep, deep, deep.
There ain't no map to the deep.
Whisper in the yard and turn the trees all into toys
Lay there on the ground, and turn the dirt into your joy
From what I see and what I know, it's all been boring lately
So I suggest we trade a question mark in for a maybe
Time your riddles right, and make a point that has no sense
Make sure that you're smiling, and the money's been well spent
Innocence and ignorance, it all goes hand in hand
I'm not sure that I'm right, but I hope you'll understand
I hope that you're still searching for the start that has no end
And all the plastic people have now become your friends
Before you start to drift and your soul begins to scream
I just wanted to tell you that you're listening to a dream
If you want to cross the bridge, my sweet
You've got the pay the toll
Take a gulp and take a breath
And go ahead and sign the scroll!
Flotsam! Jetsam! Now I've got her, boys!
The boss is on a roll!
This poor! Un! For! Tunate! Sooooooooooollllllllllll
If you ask me of Chicago
There are many things to say.
It's a place where many come to start new lives,
But some just come to play.
Chicago is a place of wonders
That no words can explain.
It might not be perfect
But it never brings me shame.
When Al Capone made a business
Chicago was his place.
He was always under cover,
And he never left a trace.
It's the city that gave birth to Cubs
Who grow up to be so strong.
Don't get me started about Chicago,
Cause I can go all night long.
It's a place that is so friendly
That you will never feel alone.
Chicago is my city
That I am proud to call my home.
All of my life I waited for someone like you.
To take my breath away.
Make me lose control.
Make me feel whole.
I believed my heart was hardened by the past,
Protected by shields of vests.
You are the bullet that went thru the chest.
My heart was falling
Without even knowing.
Only to find out too late
I have no choice but to accept my fate.
You are my world
You are my soul
I love you now
And tomorrow I will love you more
If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too: If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream---and not make dreams your master; If you can think---and not make thoughts your aim, If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same:. If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings, And never breathe a word about your loss: If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with Kings---nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much: If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And---which is more---you'll be a Man, my son!
It Comes Once A Year;
A Special Holiday
When We All Get Together
Family, Friends, Lovers Too,
Once A Year
We Gather To Celebrate
The End Of The Old
The Beginning Of The New
And Take Time To Say
On This One Special Day
"Have a Happy New Year!"
Some say the world will end in fire;
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
You never said I'm leaving
You never said goodbye
You were gone before I knew it,
And only God knew why
A million times I needed you,
A million times I cried
If love alone could have saved you,
You never would have died
In life I loved you dearly
In death I love you still
In my heart you hold a place,
That no one could ever fill
It broke my heart to lose you,
But you didn't go alone
For part of me went with you,
The day God took you home.
Who will cry for the little boy, lost and all alone?
Who will cry for the little boy, abandoned without his own?
Who will cry for the little boy? He cried himself to sleep.
Who will cry for the little boy? He never had for keeps.
Who will cry for the little boy? He walked the burning sand.
Who will cry for the little boy? The boy inside the man.
Who will cry for the little boy? Who knows well hurt and pain.
Who will cry for the little boy? He died and died again.
Who will cry for the little boy? A good boy he tried to be.
Who will cry for the little boy, who cries inside of me?
We are so different
Yet we are the same
You are the sunshine
I am the flower
You are the moon
I am the water
You are the stars
The stars in my eyes
We always see, and feel each other
But never touch one another
We are forever star crossed lovers
We will forever love each other
I lived for billions of year.
When mighty dragons have ruled the world.
When the kings have took the thrones.
I lived thru presidents, celebrities, & empire builders too.
I lived thru happiness and sadness.
And now i think, i think of Gods.
When they look down at human race, what they see?
Do they see the towers that reach the sky?
The mechanical birds that fly up-high?
The rockets that travel so far, so far around the Universe?
What if, what if they don't see all that.
What if, what if they look down at us and all they see is pain.
The mighty human race, they have fallen so far down.
What greedy, evil monsters they have become.
Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end;
Yet the days go by, and weeks rush on,
And before I know it a year is gone,
And I never see my old friend's face,
For Life is a swift and terrible race.
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell,
And he rang mine. We were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men:
Tired with playing a foolish game,
Tired with trying to make a name.
"To-morrow," I say, "I will call on Jim
"Just to show that I'm thinking of him."
But to-morrow comes -- and to-morrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner -- yet miles away,...
"Here's a telegram sir,..."
"Jim died today."
And that's what we get, and deserve in the end:
Around the corner, a vanished friend.