When genius wears a twisted face Should she drink on that prescription? Mental's not an apt description But even brilliance has it's place (Kelly/Mann) I offered up a weak embrace 'Till her song began to thin Slowing to a trickle down her chin Every head

She treats me well Got a woman at home Now I've got a woman at home Well she's alright When everyone is wrong Let's me waste another song Stumble through the years I'll make it heaven, make it hell One day to the next

Let's build a stairway to the stars And climb that stairway to the stars With love beside us to fill the night with a song We'll hear the sound of violins Out yonder where the blue begins The moon will guide us as we go drifting along Can't we sail away

Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November

I will be your love (I'll be your lover) You be love Love you like no other (I'll be your lover) I'll be the song You can be the sunlight I'll be the dawn I'll be your all You can be the potter I'll be the clay

I've told you once and I've told you twice Wait for that day, when our love will rise To that song that brought our hearts together. Even though you're mistreating me I know the girl that you used to be For me those days were meant to last forever. Time

But I gotta go right now But I'll be back before you know it I don't want to leave Good evening I'd like to thank everybody for coming out Hope your flights were safe Feeling real breezey Swift like the wind

Black tambourine Black hearts in effigy We sing a song that was hated All dressed in rag and bones Sharks smell the blood that I'm bleeding I know there's something wrong Might take a fire to kill it Might take a hurricane

Life of the party So I guess I’ll be the life Everybody singing along to my songs Taking my shots, throwing them back Acting like you ain’t gone But I don’t want em to know I’m all alone And I ain’t got nobody I don’t want em to see I'm dying inside

Yo, this my club song this my club song You can't help of the way that flow When he leave the club ladies be like, "did you see which way did he go?" That will wraps a coop out from a radio though When my single drop I'ma charge 80 a show If you droppin'