To make me think that There's still hope for us But in the end it's only me Wishing I could be Wishing I still was But every time I think I've had enough He comes around and wraps me up in love And I wind up giving in

How can we go back to the beginning? I need your love And I'm dying for the rush 'Cause my heart ain't got enough I need your touch This is getting serious Tell me that it's not the end of us Without you, I’ve got no air to breathe in I've been sick and

Nothing can stop this love Don't stop, I need it Release me, it's too hard for me to hold It thrills me to the bone Oh Lord! Forgive us Alas, we've lost control baby Never gon' get enough My heart bleeding

In a borrowed car we sang evaporated. It's beautiful when you go low and I go high. Watch you dear, oh we'll beat this. If I believe enough the Lord will provide. Lay on hands, hymns and praises. Sing in tongues, salvation true and right. Jesus saves if

I'm safe here in my mind I'm free to speak with my own kind This is my life, this is my life I'll decide not you Yeah I've left the world behind Keep the world with all its sin He's had enough He couldn't take anymore He found a place in his mind

I don't need your love Your time is up, I'll tell you why You say you're sorry But it's too late now So save it, get gone, shut up 'Cause if you think I care about you now Well, boy, I don't give a fuck So I cut you off 'Cause I already cried enough

Only love is all maroon Gluey feathers on a flume Sky is womb and she's the moon I am my mother's only one It's enough I wear my garment so it shows Now you know I am my mother on the wall, with us all I move in water, shore to shore;

Bless the ridge rider The ridge he's ridin' is mighty thin I guess the ridge rider Without partners or friends He's courageous enough to be scared But he's too humble to win Forgits he's travelin' with a friend He rides the ridge between dark and light

Cowgirls don't cry Cowgirls don't cry, ride, baby, ride Soon enough you gonna know why It's gonna hurt every now and then If you fall get back on again Her daddy gave her, her first pony Then taught her to ride She climbed high in that saddle Fell I

But I got one of for you my Portobello Belle She thinks she's tough She ain't no English rose But the blind singer He's seen enough and he knows He do a song about a long-gone Irish girl Belladonna's on the high street Her breasts upon the offbeat And