This old routine will drive you mad It's just a mumble never spoken out loud So you come on home, walk through the door. She's in the kitchen searching through the drawers. So you stop and watch her and ask what she's looking for. She says she's not

(I can't stop loving you) (I can't stop wanting you) It's useless to say I've made up my mind To live in memory of the lonesome times So I'll just live my life in dreams of yesterday (Dreams of yesterday) Those happy hours that we once knew Tho' long

Imminilalo Imminilalo Wrestle with your darkness Angels call your name Can you hear what they are saying Will you ever be the same Staring up into the heavens In this hell that binds your hands Will you sacrifice your comfort Make your way in a foreign

I would do it all again I've made some mistakes in the past But something that is cannot change I've tried to do the best that I can to wish it all away but I would do it all again, yeah And again, and again '85, something wrong Mommy crying, daddy gone

No games, ohhh Love you girl Do you feel the same Baby just play it straight straight I doh wanna play, games You're the only that can out my flame Girl I want you (all time) I'll forever love you (you're mine) I'm not mad even though I'm sad (cause you)

I won't dance, don't ask me meI won't dance madame with you I'm like an ocean wave that's bumped on the shore I feel so absolutely stumped on the floor When you dance, you're charming and you're gentle I know that music lead the way to romance My heart

Sing your least favorurite song At the top of my lungs (oh, oh, oh) I'll go out, grow my hair too long I'll go out, kiss all of your friends Make a story and pretend It was me mewho made this end (oh, oh, oh) And I don't wanna be locked out I don't wanna

I wanna thank the band, whoever they Were for playing our song And all the stars up there for getting in line And shining down on That boardwalk you and I strolled down Light's dancing on the water from the merry-go-round We made a lot of memories, ain't

This is my blues 'Cause I'm back down on my own again This is the blues I'm playing Yes it's the final thing When the nights is cold and lonely Was it the money that made me mea savage? Poppin' them percs and I made it a habit Totin' them pictures and

I got to have you, ooh yeah If this room could talk You would know that I love you I want you, and furthermore I got to have you, oh yeah I've made a mistake in this room I did something I had to do I wish that I was dreamin'