27 lyrics for "At all hours"
Where to go and what to do Wasted hours that you make new All those wasted hours we used to know Spent the summers staring out the window The wind it takes you where it wants to go At first they built the road then they built the town That's why we're
PlayJust like a butterfly that's caught in the rain! Here I am, lonely, Tired and lonely, Crying for home in vain, Longing for flowers, Dreaming of hours Back in the sun-kissed lane, I know that all of the world is cheery By that old cottage door,
PlayThe type of shit that make you wanna let go The type of shit that make you wanna Change is slow, always has been, always will be What good is taking over, when we know what you gon' do This is called being high as shit That's the name of this song nigga,
PlayTake you to every party It all just sounds like ooh Ooh too young, too dumb to realize That I should have bought you flowers And held your hand Should have gave you all my hours When I had the chance 'Cause all you wanted to do was dance Now my baby's
PlayLetting everything go And then they say (hey) and then they say Now this would be a beautiful death Jumping out the window No one man should have all that power (21st century schizoid man) The clock's tickin', I just count the hours 'Til then, fuck that,
PlayNever held me in my darkest hours Once we were made like towers Everything could've been ours Nothing at all You never brought me flowers And you left it so late that my heart feels nothing nothing in towers But you left it too late now my heart feels
PlayBut tonight, call your friends down, We're on our way now, And I feel like shouting, oh, I feel like shouting. Oh, tonight, it don't matter who you're from, Tonight we're 21 under all these lights I put my heart, I put my soul, I put my life in it, We're
PlayPlease don't go crazy, if I tell you the truth, No you don't know what happened, and you never, will, If you don't listen to me while I talk to the wall, This blanket is freezing, its been out in the hall, Where you fight me for hours, 'til I'm sure what
PlayThe first thing this morning Was to have you walk out on me Oh the last thing I needed The postman delivered A "past due" bill notice The alarm clock rang two hours late The garbage man left all the trash On the sidewalk And the hinges fell off of the
PlayI'm so grateful for all you've done to bless your soul With the riches of love forever Every last tide is a promise, oh It's a blooming blessing, hey, let it flow It's a pleasure Hours upon hours, searching for a better way out I wanna say thank you for
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