That love is just a four letter word Seems like only yesterday I left my mind behind Down in the gypsy cafe With a friend of a friend of mine She sat with a baby heavy on her knee Yet spoke of life most free from slavery With eyes that showed no trace of

You're face to face With the man who sold the world We never lost control We passed upon the stair We spoke of was and when Although I wasn't there He said I was his friend

Stop all this talk, turn off the telephone Open up another bottle, send those people home Let it get real quiet, turn that lamp way down low I'm gonna float down this river of tears I remember how we spoke on the days he was dry Even now that he's gone

Keep my (eyes from), haunting Won't you just stay here Chase it with my fears Won't you lead the way Through my darker days Keep them softly spoken (Keep them softly spoken) Show me the way

It's on again, whoah I bet they wonder how I go on, go on I'll simply say it's on again And the night is takin' over And the moonlight gets exposure And the players have been chosen And it seems like fate has spoken When it seems your faith has broken By

I am paralyzed A heart that feels no pain Addicted to the game Breaking beneath the strain The anger, the pressure You're choking down your words again Feel the nerves set in Unspoken frustration They see right through you

Hey, hey, hey There is a joy in a sweet word that's been spoken And the joy in a dream that's come true There's a joy that I get when I'm watching you baby, hey And the joy that I get watching the skies of blue And then there's a joy, Oh my darling, of a

Tonight tonight I'm gonna love you like I've never been broken I'm letting go, go, go, go I'm gonna say it like it's never been spoken I'm gonna give it like it's never been taken I'm gonna fall like I don't need saving I'm letting go,go,go,go Locked up

Nothingman... (2x) Nothingman... Isn't it something? Once divided...nothing left to subtract... Some words when spoken...can't be taken back... Walks on his own...with thoughts he can't help thinking... Future's above...but in the past he's slow and

There was a boy, A very small enchated boy. They say he wandered very far, very far, Over land and sea. A little shy and sad of eye, But very wise was he. And then one day. One magic day he came my way. And as we spoke of many things,