You're like a firebird There's maybe some but none like you I keep my eyes wide open so I But if your words get suddenly blurred Remember that the truth is always worth seeing You're like a firebird in the sky Shining for a challenger in the night Just

Oh son, oh son The sunlight insists on gladness But how can I be glad now my flower is dead Oh, son, I see you happy You made the morning dew Now you're showing me the truth I don't want to believe you The night has the power To hold all your

Don't wait for me While you just bleed Myself and others try To be there in the end When you don't see The truth you just pretend I'm not the one

That endless nights are far away And I love you Could never never never And I run into I see you don’t look down and now I feel the truth The afterglow that’s down below Is when I see your smile And in your eyes, true love assigns Forever is a word that

By American Dreams 'Cause I'm not sleeping in American Dreams American lies We're trying to see through the smoke in our eyes So give me the truth Don't tell me your lies 'Cause it's harder to breathe When you're buried alive

I believe in you, I believe in you. You have the cool clear eyes of a seeker of wisdom and truth, Yet there's that upturned chin and the grin of impetuous youth, I hear the sound of good solid judgment whenever you talk, Yet there's that bold, brave,

Maybe I'm a fool Maybe I'm a fool for you You know what I'd do for you I know what you'd do for me You will see The truth in me Feelin' lonely in this room since I was seventeen Thought this bottle was supposed to drown my memory But I'm still swimmin'

I'll see you, I, I, I, I, I I made this world for you, People look cold like the freezin' rain, All truth be told, we don't see the same. People look cold, like the freezin' rain, Like the freezin' rain, my son died in vain. I made this world for you. I

The fact remains that you Will always be my baby, my baby But dig the truth, Baby dig the truth I can't hide my feelings Especially when the whole world can see What's a man to do When he's loving two.

I believe (I believe) I raise my hands, bow my head I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red They tell me that there's more to life than just what I can see Old man Wrigley lived in that white house Down the street where I grew up