Slow down and I walk to the hill Threatened a long time There are signs on the ring Which make me feel so down There's one to enslave all rings To find them all in time And drive them into darkness Forever they'll be bound Three for the Kings

Does he love like I do? Touch like I do? Babe, does it feel the same to you? Does he hold you like me? Make you feel free Open your eyes and you will see All of the awkward situations Holding a hand you wish was mine Babe, does it feel the same, feel the

You're in a laundry room The clues that came to you, oh He'll keep you in a jar He'll give you breathing holes You will make him happy And you'll think you're happy He'll cover you with grass Then you'll think you're happy Then you'll think you're happy

And I'm afraid Just take me away from this hell I've created So make me believe I'm breaking my own vows knowing I'll go down in flames I'm breaking my own vows knowing I'll go down Make me believe Throw away my dreams This fight for my life isn't

No one ever dares to speak It's nothing else but fantasy Don't stop it now It's make believe Make believe But one day it all will come to life Stop be quite now And I'll teach you how to fly Then away we'll go

All or nothing at all Please don't put your lips so close to my cheek Don't smile or I'll be lost beyond recall The kiss in your eyes, the touch of your hand makes me weak And my heart may grow dizzy and fall And if I fell under the spell of your call I

Lay awake at night, Oh so low, just so troubled. Can't get a job, Laid off and I'm having double trouble. Hey hey, to make you've got to try. Baby, that's no lie. Some of this generation is millionaires, I can't even keep decent clothes to wear.

My life, my life Makes me wanna run away There's no place to go No place to go All the confusion It's an illusion like a movie Got nowhere to go Nowhere to run and hide No matter how hard I try

Can't buy me love Money can't buy me love I don't care too much for money Can't buy me love, love If it makes you feel all right Everybody tells me so No, no, no, no Say you don't need no diamond rings And I'll be satisfied

We were born and raised in black and white The wind blows hard across the Texas planes Makes some people go insane While others quietly pray for rain That's where we came from Two boys playing in the burning sun One with books, one with guns Mama calls