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Christmas time may always be the saddest time of year
But if misery loves company let's play at solitaire
If you've any thought to our forgotten dream
Here's a swallowed prayer and not so silent scream

Please don't chop another Christmas tree
Please just let her live and let her breathe
Spare the little flower as you didn't spare my heart

They say minds move mysteriously
Well, I've seen them all
And I still don't believe it,
In my nightmares, monotonously
They open the door
Set my heart free from dreaming

I never could believe your face

Turn off all the lights
Cannot stand the sunrise
Turn off all the lights
Turn away my little honey pie
Give me back my sweet change
Give me back my time
What have I done

A lovely and old fashioned bodega
From the sea-sides, the mountains pouring down
???
Through the old fashioned, soul passion town

When love fills the air and he asks me
"When will you be mine?"
I sighed, my valentine's

The New York Times invents the news
I did not see where they were going
Behind the dying afternoon
I follow, restlessly devoted

Tell me your mind
Tell me you'll always follow
Send me a sign

Do you know you're always on my mind
I know we seek and we shall find
Somewhere to go
Mother please
I'm feeling low as can be
When will they see

Look at you you're young
Havin' so much fun
Gonna be a star
Blah blah blah
And click there goes the phone
I don't wanna know
What my
Horoscope's predicting

Oh I can't dance !
Yes you can ! Stop that
Oh I really can't
Oh yes you can come on right, left, right, left
Just give it a try

Really, you can teach me
Oh yeah

Oh, do, do, do
What you've done, done, done
Before, baby
Do, do, do, what I do, do, do
Adore, baby

Let's try again
Sigh again

You are the light I follow
You are the face of a faith I love
Oh my darling believe in me

You are the hymn I cover
You are the king of an Indian dove
Oh my darling the fever in me
I wait for a while, I know

There you are
There you're good and gleaming
There you are
There you're bold and beaming
There you sit
Every bit built to last

It’s been a long time coming
But I know you are the one
Here at home at last the days have ceased

It’s been a long time coming
And I know we’ve just begun
All the pain has passed and there is peace

You and me
We sweat
We slave
We gamble recklessly as if a dagger in the dark

Me and you
We misbehave
We trample fecklessly upon the bladder of our hearts

Been working a long long time
See her in the news
Calling her on her crime
But she can’t refuse
Cause she’d quit it if she could
Knowing that she should
But admit it she’s alright

If I ever had a dream
I would dream of sunny skies of blue
Clover ‘neath the fields of cream
Bungavilla and the roses too

The wind is a symphony
Flowing low across the silver sea
He’ll sway on a summer breeze

Avez-vous de la glace ce soir
Il est temps de partir ce soir
Oui apportez une chaise ce soir
Je n’aime pas beaucoup cela ce soir

Ecoutez s’il vous plait ce soir
Il est temps de partir ce soir
Est-ce que vous fumez ce soir

Send a breeze
A pitbull's yelp
A tender squeeze
A cry for help
Make it now
And make it fast
Such memories
Can never last

There's no equality here
There's no equality anywhere
And every failing face
Is quickly replaced
By one you can't lose

It's an illusion
I'll even do revolution

Never thought I’d live to be old enough
To be old enough to feel like this and
Never thought I’d figure it out enough
To be loud enough to make you listen
On and on the meadows sing
They ring out merry the view
On and on my conscience blared

Fuzzy are the lights
Fuzzy like your smile
Fuzzy really nice
Suzy like your style

Hello stranger
Fellow stranger

I'm gonna pounce, pounce
I'm gonna pounce

I'm gonna pounce, pounce
I'm gonna pounce

I'm gonna pounce, pounce
I'm gonna pounce

Dear, I thought I'd drop a line.
The weather's cool. The folks are fine.
I'm in bed each night at nine.
P.S. I love you.

Yesterday we had some rain,
but all in all I can't complain.
Was it dusty on the train?

Am I sad
Not sad enough really
Am I mad
Not mad enough clearly
Am I
Complacent
Completely

There's a rich boy
But he doesn't spend
He just drinks his Poland Spring
He's a quick boy walking round the bend
Or at home alone reading
And he wants to do good
And he wants to do right
So he does what he should

Ever since the day that you went away
You've been sending flowers to me
Send me no flowers today
Instead of sending flowers come back to me
And hold me in your arms again

There is nothing that a flower can say
That your lips can prove with a kiss

Gonna take a sentimental journey
Gonna set my heart at ease
Gonna make a sentimental journey
To renew old memories

Got my bags, got my reservations
Spent each dime I could afford
Like a child in wild anticipation

When it says goodbye
You don’t hear it sigh
Does that it mean
That it’s gone far far away
Is this your day to
Buy a paper
Draw a moustache
Make the mayor a giraffe

I'm swept away
Yes I'm off the ground flying
Swept away
Yesterday's all but gone
Like a hurricane
You are tossing me round
Swept away
And today you're the one

Hey!
As you're walkin' down the street
Might wanna skip a beat
And think it over
Hey!
Walkin' to the corner store
But it ain't there no more
If you want a loaf of bread

Frosted windowpanes
Candles gleaming inside
Painted candy canes on the tree

Santa's on his way
He's filled his sleigh with things
Things for you and for me

I don’t see nothing
I don’t see nothing
I don’t see nothing
I don’t see nothing

It isn’t bad to know your limitations
That we know can come to good
But if you had to know your situation

There's a house down Willow Lane
Just a simple sea-side shack
Through the wind and pourin' rain
She wants you black

There's a portal on the door
In the evening, comes a draft
From the life we had before

There's a house down Willow Lane
Just a simple sea-side shack
Through the wind and pourin' rain
She wants you black

There's a portal on the door
In the evening, comes a draft
From the life we had before

You will have a house in Tipperary
A cottage by the sea
A cottage on the prairie
A home for you and me
A house in Tipperary
A house in Tipperary
Where we can go
Out to our cottage by the sea

I met him at a protest
Dolled up in his finest finery
A Malcolm X t-shirt
And a tambourine

The loving, it was hopeless
The cannons fell and shook the barricade
We came in at the chorus

Oh waiter bring me my check soon
I have a hectic schedule
I'm saddened by the news that we won
I wonder what I'd say to the bomb

Where are you now
Where are you going
Do you mind

Nellie Mckay :
Watching you glide towards me dear
Oh oh oh, it's clear
Rumor was wrong
We were right

Kd Lang :
Swathed in all white as if a dove

If you would sit
Oh so close to me
That would be nice
Like it’s supposed to be
If you don’t I’ll slit your throat
So won’t you please be nice
If you would hug your arms right around me
That would be snug

Standing in the break of a yawn
Where you done left me alone
There's nothing happening to hide

Sitting in the shade of the lawn
As everybody goes home
There's nothing left here to find