Sail me away to a distant shore, where every thing's fine A thousand years, one day for every life Just keep on going, we'll find you a home underground, in a thousand years Day after day, I feel myself slowing down, what does it mean? The air has

You'll be my only, my one one and only Is that the way it should start? As the summer evenings grow I said it's alright, You know it's alright You know it's alright, I said it's alright You know it's all in my heart Dancing days are here again I got my

You spend your lonely days lookin' for someone I just want to be the one one that makes your river run I know it ain't so fun bein all alone And I know you wonder when you'll find yourself a home You ain't foolin' no one one baby

Tore the curtains down But you are out of my mind Heard you say Windows open, now make a sound Heard your voice There's no choice Windows open, now make a noise (Ooh ooh, ooh ooh)

I done killed so many niggaz in the booth I sell rappers on ebay, Soldiers couldn't cause more disaster on D-Day, Haters better cover up they jaw like freeway, Cause every hit records spit instant like replay, Hold the line I got ya momma on 3-way, Tell

Jesus, take the wheel So give me one one more chance Take it from my hands 'Cause I can't do this on my own I'm letting go She was driving last Friday on her way to Cincinnati on a snow white Christmas Eve Going home to see her mama and her daddy with the

May your days be merry and bright And may all your Christmases be white I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the treetops glisten and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow With every Christmas card I write

So let’s sit by an English river ‘Til the water runs dry We’re neither saints or sinners So leave your history behind Can we light a cigarette And talk about days gone by? Let’s grab a bottle and take it one one day at a time Take it one one day at a time Let’s

Sometimes it feels like this world is spinning faster Than it did in the old days So naturally, we have more natural disasters From the strain of a fast pace Sunday was a day of rest Now, it's one one more day for progress

When your long day is over And you can barely drag your feet The weight of the world Is on your shoulders I know what you need Bring it on home to me You've got someone here Wants to make it all right