I feel just like Picasso And you're my masterpiece I painted you a lifetime Now what's left are memories Sunlight's in the curtains Diamonds in the trees I gave you...
Last night I had a dream The dream I had was true I fell through the stars When walking on the moon Burned like a thousand candles in her arms...
Baby, baby, baby There's no use in trying to save me There's devils in heaven There's angels in hell So, blow me one last kiss And wish me well, well...
For thirty odd years, I was a newspaperman Made my living with a pen and a pad God, I miss the smell of paper and the ink on my hands...
There's something about you I wanna rescue I don't even know you so what does that mean? Maybe I'm cynical, painfully logical You're tragic and beautiful And that's good enough...
Dateline early Sunday morning Shots ring out without a warning No one seems to even blink in this town Two dead and a baby missing Sirens screaming in the distance...
Thorn in my side You're always there Just to remind me That I still care Thorn in my side You won't let me go Right there beside me To let...
I was a little boy of 9 years old The whole world in my hands Trying to toss that ball across the yard A game of catch with my old...
Angels falling from the sky Imagine that imagine that Nobody getting out of here alive No turning back no turning back Who's going to bail out all our shattered dreams...
Welcome to the party Come on in and disappear You're feeling like a stranger But all your friends are here Little lines and cracks Around your eyes and mouth Something's...