Memories I will never find All of the love we left behind Watching our flash backs intertwine I think our lives have just begun And I'll feel my world crumbling down Feel my life crumbling now Feel my soul crumbling away Falling away with you Making the

To all the boys and girls outside You know I didn't cry But you saw me anyway In the back of the creek one day And if you're trying to get a ride On a roller skate or a bike Just ask me and I'll take you round The block and back this way again Why don't

I'm coming gonna take it all, I'm coming gonna take it all Just take it all So what do you say? Oh oh, hey hey hey Hey, what are you trying to say? I told you that I'm not gonna back away Because this time there's a price to pay, say hey oh hey Hey, so

There and back again Bull just carried on Under fire he carried them out one by one Bullets all around Out of the men that he carried away Twelve men would now live to see one more day His fear held at bay as he carried them away Sometimes war is killing

2 places at 1 time And out of everywhere I’ve been Oh it kills me every time And my heart knows a way back home When the wind sings that old familiar song ‘Cause I’ve been all around the world I’ve seen the Northern lights Paint the sky in shades of

I am lost in the black chamber There's no way to turn back It takes me down forevermore And death would be so sweet I'm possessed by the old creature Who had planned all To take my soul Too late for me In my hands

Go Johnny go go Johnny B. Goode Go go go Johnny go Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever

But it's all coming back to me And you hold me like that It's all coming back, it's all coming back to me now There were moments of gold And there were flashes of light But then they'd always seemed right There were nights of endless pleasure I can

It was not two days. a night and a day I look back at the man I was before A sorry stranger banged up on the shore Your warm arms tore the walls down. The devil with the damned things anyway They were of no use, just a frame From there he would watch,

This is not a movie One day I know we will Dogs in the backyard And the flies are on the wall Thunder and lightning But the rain don't ever fall If there's a flower in this desert It's your picture on my wall Ibe dat baby I'm going to make you