It's a fatal illusion Lost inside the system, locked away without a key No one will ever miss a menace to society A gross lack of potential, bad decisions made in spite A touchy hairpin trigger and such a wasted life Trying to break the mold of a broken

And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears. Get over your hill and see what you find there, With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair. And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears. And after the storm, I run and run

For long you live and high you fly Breathe, breathe in the air Don't be afraid to care Leave but don't leave me Look around, choose your own ground And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry And all your touch and all you see Is all your life will ever

It's time that I make time for that Take a deep breath of mountain air Put on my glove and play some catch Wade the shore and cast a line Look up a long lost friend of mine Sit on the porch and give my girl a kiss Start livin', that's the next thing on

How about you? well now is it me Well don't be afraid Nothing's really ever supposed to last Everybody needs to breathe the air Is it just me or do you feel a little strange Is it just me or do you feel a change Now is it me isn't it strange at times a

You know hearts don't break around here Oh we're in love aren't we? Hands in your hair, fingers and thumbs baby I feel safe when you're holding me near Love the way that you conquer your fear That every night I'll kiss you you'll say in my ear Every

Oh but they're weird and they're wonderful Oh Bennie she's really keen She's got electric boots a mohair suit B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets Oh Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet Oh but they're so spaced out, Bennie and the Jets You know I read it in a

There is a place that I have seen Somewhere between waking and sleeping Without blindness, there is no sight You'd see further if you'd only close your eyes In unconsciousness I can find peace Inside prison walls I can find release Down at the water's

Love for sale! Advertising young love for sale Who would like to pay the price for a trip to Paradise? Love for Sale! Who will buy? Who would like to sample my supply? Who would like to climb the stairs? Who would like to try my wares? Let the poets

This is the end That this time I can't keep breaking up with you You messed with my heart babe Now it's black and blue But love isn't fair And I can't keep lying