Black HoleMy eyes are so bleary
I guess I'm young but i feel so weary
I've tried to express it
But I think its all a bore
Its at the heart of me,
A very part of me
Speak slowly, I can't hear you
Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss MeHold me, hold me, never let me go
Until you've told me, told me what I want to know
And then just hold me, hold me,
Make me tell you I'm in love with you
Thrill me, thrill me, walk me down the lane where shadows will be, will be
Hiding others just the same as we'll be, we'll be
When you make me tell you I love you
lingering stillI like to learn things slow
I like learning a lot
I like to get it all again and in the end you know you get what you got
I like to mean what I say
But it don’t always come through
’cause if I say it all again again again it doesn’t make it more true
And the world’s like a science and I’m like a secret
Me and YouWell I’m back in your good graces again
Remember when you told me that I was your only friend?
Well you’ve made the best of this life
Where you never knew one day from the next
Dig your heels in, little girl, put ’em to the test
You’ve got to be kind to yourself
You’ve got to be kind to yourself
Well I heard you had the blues again
Never Had Nobody Like YouWell, since time I had a mind, I been lazy
And times before that I was cruel
And times before that I was lean, I was mad
Honey, I ain't never had nobody like you
And the times before that, well, I was crazy
I saw the dark side of the moon
And the stars in the sky, they never caught my eye
Sweet Darlin'When I was a little bit younger
The strain I was under could make me cry
Now I'm a little bit older,
A little bit bolder
Never so shy
Sweet darlin', come hold me,
Just a little bit longer now
This Is Not A TestFor those of you who tried, but didn't make it,
Settle down- it's never what you think.
The summit doesn't differ from the deep, dark valley,
And the valley doesn't differ from the kitchen sink.
For those of you who thought you'd be forgotten,
The friends you've made will try their best, to make it so.
Think of all the beauty that you left behind you.
When I Get To The BorderGreedy people take what's mine
I can leave them all behind
And they can never cross that line
When I get to the border
Saw-bones standin' at the door
Waiting till I hit the floor
He won't find me anymore