Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same And I still remember how you kept me so afraid Strength is my mother for all the love she gave Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday Once upon a time there was a girl In her early years she

Come on and let me hear your prayer I'm going down to the city, I got a home there Let me hear your hosanna Hey brother don't you sing so quiet, no I need a beacon to guide me through the night Oh let me hear your hosanna Oh my heart is tattered and my

Hanging tough through thick and thin Kicking up dust wherever we go Just some roughed up desperados I can see that you and me are gonna be friends To the end you and me are gonna be friends There's a moment in this journey that I gave up My boots just

Dance me to the end of love Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove Let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone Let me feel you

We can make it tonight I'm counting on you Gotta know -- the time has come to follow through Drive straight through the night Just hold on -- we can make it home before daylight There's a voice inside you And you know it can't be wrong So break away from

That there's a way out Oh Maria, come slowly Come slowly to me I've been waiting Patient, patiently I didn't care but now I can see

There's been a change in me! Have you heard I married an angel I'm sure that the change'll be awf'lly good for me Have you heard an angel I married To heaven she's carried this fellow with a kiss She is sweet and gentle, so it isn't strange When I'm

Downtown’s dead without you Girls walk by and friends say hi Then Friday night it might as well be just another Tuesday night without you As long as you’re still in my head There ain’t a way that I can paint a ghost town red Downtown’s dead, downtown’s

So I'm saying nothing. Each day taking that much more. As I'm screaming all my pain. You will be there counting. I can't bare to face what's growing in my head. Please get away from me. Take advantage of what I still guess you do. One day you'll pay for

Bitch!es always be all, giggling and shit. But they get mad when there favorite song don't come on in the club. Catch an attitude and shit We got one for them. Goes like this We wrote a song for the hoes You like to hear? here it goes A little something