26 lyrics for "Come on, come along with me"
We gonna come together, we gonna celebrate We gonna gather 'round, like it's your birthday I don't wanna know, just what I'm gonna do I don't care where your going, I'm coming along with you It's in the way she often calls me out It's in the curve of
PlayAnd I'd like to thank you for the human I've become I'm sorry if I've let you down I'm trying, I'm learning as I stumble along To see this new world without your eyes In the quiet of my room I gather up my thoughts and questions Could I ever be like you?
PlayFor you to come along, and play There's monsters, they cry alone They're waiting He went to bed with the light Cause in the, dark Billy was a train, driving man He went from one side to the other side of town
PlayAgainst the run of the mill Different degrees So much style without substance So much stuff without style It's hard to recognize the real thing It comes along once in a while Like a rare and precious metal Beneath a ton of rock
PlayYou may not be an angel I'll string along, string along String along with you, dear 'Cause angels are so few But until the day that one comes along I'll string along with you I'm looking for an angel To sing my love song to And until the day that one
PlaySometimes I think Good as we are at gettin' it on How come we just can't get along? The way we love, it don't seem right The way we fuss, the way we fight I got a crazy idea, how 'bout maybe tonight We make up without a fight There's a tangled mess of
PlayYou're my favorite song I'd never wanna change a single note It's what I tried to say all along Words don't come easy without a melody I'm always thinking in terms of do-re-mi I should be hiking, swimming, laughing with you Instead I'm all out of tune
PlaySometimes I think Good as we are at gettin' it on How come we just can't get along? The way we love, it don't seem right The way we fuss, the way we fight I got a crazy idea, how 'bout maybe tonight We make up without a fight There's a tangled mess of
PlayFar away like a radio All broke down, comin' in low Red lights flash, static and snow I was ridin' shotgun with the driver The lovers and the rounders Come along with me to L.A. Me and my bride On a Greyhound back
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