Gloria, viva la Gloria Hey Gloria, are you standing close to the edge? Look out at the setting sun Brink of your vision Eternal youth Is the landscape of a lie The cracks of my skin can prove As the years will testify Say your prayers and light a fire

I'm still dreaming of you And the moon's still floating high What a wonderful surprise I close my eyes And dream of you I'm dreaming at daybreak And the world's so far behind That's why I always find at daybreak

Oh man, we were livin' We laughed until we cried Goin' through my closet the other day I found an old yearbook, flipped right to the page of that senior trip Down there on that Panama strip We all started yelling when we smelled the beach Just couldn't

Hold me closer tiny dancer Count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen

Sara Beth is scared to death Around and around without any cares And her very first love is holding her close And a soft wind is blowing her hair To hear what the doctor will say She hasn't been well, since the day that she fell And the bruise it just

Hold me closer tiny dancer Count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen

So close your eyes on Hushabye Mountain, Wave goodbye to cares of the day, And watch your boat from Hushabye Mountain Sail far away from Lullaby Bay. A gentle breeze from Hushabye Mountain Softly blows over Lullaby Bay, It fills the sails of boats that

Close to you Just like me, they long to be Why do birds suddenly appear Every time you are near? Why do stars fall off from the sky Every time you walk by? On the day that you were born

Cartier frames, call me four eyes Still can cook a deuce up with both eyes closed A lot of people still got a lot of shit to say about the clothes and the pics I post But it's a beautiful day outside today Don't know which car I'ma drive today Promoter

In search of the pot of gold All the spotlight Is not for me I close my eyes And imagine I'm home I miss the days When life was simple But if I never tried to follow that rainbow It's a mother out there right now