To have and to hold A lover lover of the light So love the one you hold There'll be no value in the strength of walls that I have grown There'll be no comfort in the shade of the shadows thrown But I'd be yours if you'd be mine And I'll be your goal And I will

Still wanna waste all of my time I wanna waste all of my time Oh my lover, lover, my lover, lover, my love We can never go back We can only do our best to recreate We should rip it straight out Don't turn over, turn over the page Then let's try our very best to fake it

I found the one (Found the one) I found hay in a stack of needles Four-leaf clover in a mile of weeds (Found the one) understands my downs (Found the one) puts up with my needs Of everybody under the sun If you're gonna gamble May as well be on love

All come to look for America Let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes together I've got some real estate here in my bag So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner's pies And we walked off to look for America Cathy I said as we boarded a Greyhound

I'll pay a penny for your thoughts A nickle for your kiss, I will I will pay anything to know what's on your mind Tell me what's on your mind Listen honey baby There's something that I've gotta make clear You may have had other lovers in your life That

Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high There's a land that I heard of, once in a lullaby Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue And the dreams that you dare to dream Really do come true Someday I'll wish upon a star And wake up where the clouds are

Someday we'll find it The Rainbow Connection The lovers, the dreamers and me Why are there so many Songs about rainbows And what's on the other side Rainbow's are visions They're only illusions And rainbows have nothing to hide

Running home, running home So abruptly Saw death on a sunny snow For every life Forgo the parable Seek the light My knees are cold Go find another lover lover To bring a, to string along

It's cherry pink and apple blossom white When your true lover lover comes your way The poets say The story goes that once a cherry tree Beside an apple tree did grow And there a boy once met his bride to be Long long ago The boy looked into her eyes, it was a

Porque no me diste lo que yo quería Eso que tú dices, pues yo sí lo hice Déjame, se llegó la hora amor I don't wanna be your lover lover No vengas con quejas, ni con cuentos raros Tú eres la culpable de este desengaño Sé, llegó la hora, y te lo digo claro Yo