tomorrow dark days keep me up all night Only thing I know it's gonna be- alright You ever wonder what it means to make it by any means and fin. I'll be further from here Put all of my faith in tomorrow dark days keep me up. e air there's a feeling of Chr istmas Children laughing people passing Meeting smile after smile And on every street corn 5 5.One Day I'll be w iser'Cause maybe one day I'll be further from here Put. them ring Soon it will be Chr istmas day City sidewalks busy sidewalks Dressed in holiday style In the air there's a feeling of Chr. er bells silver bells It's Chr istmas time in the city Ring-a-ling hear them ring Soon it will be Chr. favorite tune New York summer is a vibe6-3-0-9 to45 H alleluja every day Your love (| 4 2.Silver Bells endary Chr istmas2.Silver Bells Lyricist Ray Evans Composer Jay Livingston Silver bells silver bells It's Chr. or lunch Save room for street lights and home teams My jeans stained green from the grass Stole liquor from Mama but I got caught First gear fond of the gas Still got the cops on my ass flash Hakuna Ma. Do I run or lay down and die? Is it time to close my eyes? For so long all I've known all I've seen's Green lights 3 3.Love Is A Blessing br>3.Love Is A Blessing Ay Ay Th is one the theme song for old dreams The Granny on the block that was so mean Sundays for brunch grilled cheese for lunch Save room. ed until I'm dry It's hard to see what's underneath Is it me? Is it me? Where do I turn? Everywhere I look these vultures burn The life right outta me Do I run or lay down and die?. oh As I'm sweeping up glass I see the exit lights so green(! 2 8.Vultures and die? Is it time to close my eyes? Keep me numb I'll follow direction A pawn to pass around and be bled until I'm dry It's hard to.
through your hands The world is wide from where you stand So get out get out while you still can ooh ooh As I'm sweeping up glass I. Album ( Page Link ) Song ( Page Link ) ( Partial Lyrics ) 1 2.Get Out While You Can n looking all night watching them empty hours Inv isible to these crowds always double v ision I've been losing my mind l istening to broken speech Stacking up broken seats it's a lonely picture And I hear your voice as it echoes'round my head Always tha.
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