This party, this party wasn't over Somebody, somebody should've told her Hands up in the air, still swaying That band she loves still playing She had this old boy from the boondocks Sweet talking, walking on moon rocks I wish somebody would've told her

It's my show With my soul Not my hand Where I stand It's my role Strange, living with a name They get the best of me But I'm not walking away

She needs a wild heart I got a wild heart Tonight we'll dance I'll be yours and you'll be mine We won't look back, Take my hand and we will shine I was walking away, But she's so beautiful it made me stay

Till we're both in a better place Till the sky falls and the good Lord calls us up You're the only girl I wanna love Till I'm pushing up daisies Wanna stare into your green eyes, baby Till we're hand-in-hand walking down them streets of gold Six feet

Our last summer I can still recall our last summer I still see it all Walks along the Seine, laughing in the rain Memories that remain In the tourist jam, round the Notre Dame Walking hand in hand Paris restaurants Morning croissants

My love (so don't give away) Ain't another woman that could take your spot Because, I can see us holding hands Walking on the beach our toes in the sand I can see us on the country side Sitting in the grass laying side by side You can be my baby Let me

I want it so fine Two drifters on the morning sky, Two drifters sailing wide and high, When summer breezes blow across your mind With you, I will walk the line. People walking hand in hand Everybody's singing to the band I want to be where the stars

Hang on to your love. In Heaven's name why are you walking away? In Heaven's name why do you play these games? Got to stick together, hand in glove. Hold on tight, don't fight. You got to hold on longer if you want you love to grow. When you find your

This party, this party wasn't over Somebody, somebody should've told her Hands up in the air, still swaying That band she loves still playing She had this old boy from the boondocks Sweet talking, walking on moon rocks I wish somebody would've told her

These little black sandals Are walking me away I'm being dragged down, down by the hand The hand of a golden giant man He's crushing my knuckles Splitting my skin, he says he will If only I'd ask it of him