All I want, is to be home Wish I were with you, but I couldn't stay Every direction leads me away Pray for tomorrow, but for today Stand in the mirror, you look the same Just looking for shelter, from the cold and the pain Someone to cover, safe from the

I'm no savior of yours and you're no friend of mine You're no friend of mine These old letters from years ago I felt it was leading to a When I wrote this I may have been finally able to address how it feels Another brick-red room, another black-top town

Angie, Angie Where will it lead us from here With no lovin' in our souls And no money in our coats You can't say we're satisfied When will those dark clouds all disappear You can't say we never tried Angie, you're beautiful But ain't it time we say

You change all the lead And if the snow buries my, my neighborhood. And if my parents are crying Then I'll dig a tunnel from my window to yours, Yeah, a tunnel from my window to yours. You climb out the chimney, And meet me in the middle, the middle of

Oh lord here I stand Suddely everything's gone For all Noldor From now on my life Is my gift to you Just lead my fate To the victory

You're living in a time machine Oh what are you gonna do And the fire of burning yesterdays Can only light the way To lead you from The garden of the dark When there's a part of you That needs to run with the wind Stay out of shadows

His mama told him "someday you will be a man And you will be the leader of a big old band Many people coming from miles around To hear your playing music when the sun goes down Maybe someday you name will be in lights saying "Johnny B. Good tonight" Deep

If you feel you lost And on your own And far from home You're never alone you know Just think of your friends The ones who care They all will be waiting there With love to share And your heart will lead you home

How green, how green was my valley? To be told of such hills To be held in such spots To behold such warmth Call to arms these harmonies! And in happy agony we sing Oh, your deeps and your shades Where the wild roses pray Such heat from pride

Branded forearm Got the disease in my mind that chaos runs through in you Guilty toys for your insides Just plead and I'll conduct you Believe in me, I'm the juice Receive from me the hand of truth In still your trust I'll take you there I penetrate and