I need your affection all the way All the way, all the way Where are you now I try to remain I didn't sell my soul I'm still remembering the day I gave my life away I'm still remembering the time

'Til Shiloh I shall not forsake thee And so I'll be there for you, you Good deeds aren't remembered in the hearts of men And so I'll have faith in you, you You've always been there for me Baby, you've always been good to me You've always been, ooh

And you can let your hair down, eh But you gotta keep your head up, oh I know it's hard, know it's hard To remember sometimes Keep your head up, oh Oh, you'll turn out fine Fine, oh, you'll turn out fine You gotta keep your head up, oh, The sun will

Ticket to the moon Remember the good old 1980's When things were so uncomplicated I wish I could go back there again And everything could be the same I've got a ticket to the moon I'll be leaving here any day soon Yeah, I've got a ticket to the moon But

Murderer Used to think the quick now thoughts travel the slowest I remember so they want to murder RA 'Cause I got knowledge of self Unoheal, Unoheal (Rock a bet) Who want low boats of keys from overseas Then put it in the streets and spread like a

The way that that summer's just burning my mind It flashes on back so fast, oh The sun don't go, sun don't go down on that On top of the world The edge of a cliff Hands hanging on heaven, I remember the second I tasted your lips Sun don't go down on

Where or when Can't remember When you're awake The things you think Come from the dream Thought has wings And lots of things

You give me butterflies Untangled all the strings round my wings that were tied I didn't know him and I didn't know me Cloud nine was always out of reach Now I remember what it feels like to fly Stealing my heart instead of stealing my crown Now you're

You better watch out I remember it was late one night In the middle of a dream Woke up in a pool of sweat Thought I heard a scream Ran over to the window sill Stuck my head out for a peek Dressed in black was a man I didn't recognise

Justa creepin' Run from the past, Hide from the mirror, And live in a glass, What dreams forget the whiskey remembers, Kinda like molasses in a late December. Creepin', creepin', creepin', creepin' Like a honybee beatin' on my screen door,