Survived, tonight, I may be going down, Cause everything goes round too, tight, tonight, And it, you watch him crawl, you stand for more. And your panic stricken, blood will thicken up, tonight Cause I don't want you, to forgive me, You'll follow me

Just sing little darling, sing with me I'll be your Emmylou and I'll be your June If you'll be my Gram and my Johnny too No, I'm not asking much of you Oh the bitter winds are coming in And I'm already missing the summer Stockholm's cold but I've been

Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones? Do you know what it's like on the outside? Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones. In the event of something happening to me, There is something I would like you all to see. It's just a photograph

(Never goes away) I've let myself become you Giving up a part of me You'll always be right here You've become a part of me You'll always be my fear I can't separate myself from what I've done Took what I hated and made it a part of me Give me my space

I thought you and me were something special Thought you thought that way too Now I know that this old boy just ain't the Best you'll think you'll ever do It ain't cool to be crazy about you It ain't suave or debonair To let you know I care

It's a lonely road, full of tired men And you can see it in their faces And you'll be home in spring I can wait 'til then I heard you're on the big train And oh this too shall pass This loneliness won't last for long I wasn't there to take his place I

The American dream on a shoestring, Give a good push just like a Brady, Too soon to be a mother and father, But too late for the alma mater, Babies makin' babies Say you'll love 'em 'till your eighty, Yeah it's always in the water First you grow it then

It's my soul up there I have stood here before inside the pouring rain With the world turning circles running 'round my brain I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign But it's my destiny to be the king of pain There's a little black spot on the sun

You'll be a hard luck woman Baby, 'till you find your man I keep telling you hard luck woman You ain't a hard luck woman Rags, the sailor's only daughter A child of the water Too proud to be a queen Rags, I really love ya I can't forget about ya

Is it too much to ask? That's all I'm asking My shadow's dancing Without you for the first time My heart is hoping You'll walk right in tonight 'Cause if I'm being honest I ain't over you yet And tell me there are things that you regret Waiting here for