You can’t hide from me There ain’t no tricks that you can try on me I know your every move before you even breathe baby Thinking you know something I don’t know but my eyes, my eyes, my eyes Like a telescope You left your troubles in my head, in my head

The one, the one that really matters The one that really cares The one, when your whole world is shattered Snap your fingers and I'll be there I know your mind like the back of my hand A race that I ran before Are you so blind that you'd turn your back

Before you leave, you must know you are beloved And before you leave, remember I was with you Sit enthroned in white grandeur But tired and shift A whisper of wayward silver hair From your eyes I'd never seen you unkempt before As you whisper, "Darling

I know I don't take you to heaven anymore It's nothing like before I can tell by the way you love me In the middle of a sleepless night Got a feeling and it just ain't right The feeling just grows in my mind Something's missing in the way we kiss Never

Run run runaway, runaway baby Before I put my spell on you You better get get getaway, getaway darling 'Cause everything you heard is true You poor little heart will end up alone 'Cause lord knows I'm a rolling stone So you better run run runaway,

I want to know Have you ever seen the rain? Have you ever seen the rain Comin' down on a sunny day? Someone told me long ago There's a calm before the storm I know; it's been comin' for some time. When it's over so they say

There's no end in sight Learning to fly, letting go of it all Finding these questions inside me still burn Like tomorrow never comes Tonight we black out the sun Better hold on tight Before you know it's gone And live like tomorrow never comes

And one for the road Dance with me, it won't kill ya Dance with me So why don't you just stay a little longer? Oh, dance with me, it won't kill ya And one before you go So why won't you stay a little longer? (Mon amour) I know as the night goes on

Everybody knows I'm here Well, you know I'm the hoochie-coochie man Everybody knows I'm here Don't you know I'm here The gypsy woman told my mother Before I was born I got a boy-child's comin' He's gonna be a son-of-a-gun He's gonna make pretty women's

When I know how much it hurts you Oh baby why, do I do that to you Does it always have to come down To you leaving Before I'll say "I love you" Why do I always use the words That cut the deepest It's three A.M. and I finally say I'm sorry for acting that