I'll be there as soon as I can But I'm busy mending broken Pieces of the life I had before You could be my unintended Choice to live my life extended You could be the one I'll always love You could be the one who listens To my deepest inquisitions First

I can feel the draw It’s pulling me back It’s pulling me I can feel it pulling me back Don’t listen to your friends Just listen to your friends I can feel it’s pulling me back In my left hand there is the familiar

Baby I have something that I want to ask you Baby so sit back and listen Hey beloved we are here, to joy each other hand and hand, no more playing house No, cause I want to make it real do you understand, to have and to hold Until death do us part no one

River of no return You'll never get my mind right Like two ships passing in the night Want the same thing where we lay A different way from where I'm going Oh, its you again listen this isn't a reunion So sorry if I turn my head Yours is a familiar face

If everyone was listening you know Who'll be the last clown To bring the house down? The actors and jesters are here The stage is in darkness and clear For raising the curtain And no-ones quite certain whose play it is How long ago, how long If only we

Just this once Listen to the words I say If you want I will I’m there until the end of time Always a stranger in a crowd You want someone to blame The one who drives the rusted nail But who’s left will never care Pretending becomes a chore

Walking in a winter wonderland. In the meadow we can build a snowman, Sleigh bells ring, are you listening, In the lane, snow is glistening A beautiful sight, We're happy tonight. Gone away is the bluebird, Here to stay is a new bird He sings a love song,

There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun It has been the ruin of many a poor girl And me, oh, God, I'm one If I had listened to what my mother said, I`d have been at home today, But I was young and foolish, oh, God Let a rambler lead me

And you, why you wanna stay? Oh my God! Have you listened to me lately? There are some nights I hold on to every note I ever wrote Some nights, I say "fuck it all" and stare at the calendar Waiting for catastrophes, imagine when they scare me Into

Oh oh oh oh oh It's in the song, baby can't you feel it And if you can't baby, listen to the lyrics It's Friday night freedom, football game It's proud of where you from, it's your last name It's thirteen stripes and fifty stars in the wind So hold up