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You Have Been Loved
She takes the back road and the lane Past the school that has no changed In all this time She thinks of when the boy was young All the battles she had won Just to give him life That man She loved that man For all his life But now we meet to bring him flowers And only God knows why For what's the use in pressing pamls When children fade in mother's arms It's a cruel world We've so much to loose And what we have to learn we rarely choose So if it's God who took her son He cannot be the one living in her mind Take care my love, she said Don't think that God is dead Take care my love, she said You have been loved If I was weak, forgive me But I was terrified You brushed my eyes with angels wings, full of love The kind that makes devils cry So these days My life has changed And I'll be fine But she just sits and counts the hours Searching for her crime So what's the use of pressing palms If you won't keep such love from harm It's a cruel world You've so much to prove And heaven helps the ones who wait for you Well I've no daughters, I've no sons Guess I'm the only one Living in my life Take care my love, he said Don't think that God is dead Take care my love, he said You have been loved |
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Take My Life
Time has been twisting the knife I don't recognise People i care for Take my dreams Childish and weak at the seams Please don't analyse Please just be there for me The things that i know Nobody told me The seeds that are sown They still control me There's a liar in my head There's a thief upon my bed And the strangest thing Is i cannot get my eyes open Take my hand Lead me to some peaceful land That i cannot find Inside my head Wake me with love It's all i need But in all this time Still no one said... If i had not asked Would you have told me If you call this love Why don't you hold me There's a liar in my head There's a thief upon my bed And the strangest thing Is i cannot get my eyes open Give me something i can hold Give me something to believe in I am frightened for my soul, please, please Make love to me, send love through me Heal me with your crime The only one who ever knew me, We've wasted so much time So much time |
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That's all I wanted
Something special, something sacred In your eyes For just one moment To be bold and naked At your side Sometimes I think that you'll never Understand me Maybe this time is forever Say it can be That's all you wanted Something special, someone sacred In your life Just for one moment To be warm and naked At my side Sometimes I think that you'll never Understand me But something tells me together We'd be happy (Baby) I will be your father figure (Oh baby) Put your tiny hand in mine (I'd love to) I will be your preacher teacher (Be your daddy) Anything you have in mind (It would make me) I will be your father figure (Very happy) I have had enough of crime (Please let me) I will be the one who loves you Until the end of time That's all I wanted But sometimes love can be mistaken For a crime That's all I wanted Just to see my baby's Blue eyed shine This time I think that my lover Understands me If we have faith in each other Then we can be Strong I will be your father figure Put your tiny hand in mine I will be your preacher teacher Anything you have in mind I will be your father figure I have had enough of crime I will be the one who loves you Until the end of time If you are the desert I'll be the sea If you ever hunger Hunger for me Whatever you ask for That's what I'll be So when you remember the ones who have lied Who said that they cared But then laughed as you cried Beautiful Darling Don't think of me Because all I ever wanted It's in your eyes baby, baby And love can't lie, no... (Greet me with the eyes of a child) My love is always tell me to... (Heaven is a kiss and a smile) Just hold on, hold on I won't let you go, my baby I will be your father figure Put your tiny hand in mine I will be your preacher teacher Anything you have in mind I will be your father figure I have had enough of crime (So I am gonna love you) Until the end of time I will be your father I will be your preacher I will be your daddy I will be the one who loves you until the end of time |
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These are the days of the open hand
They might just be the last Look around now These are the days of the beggars and the choosers This is the year of the hungry man Whose place is in the past Hand in hand with ignorance And legitimate excuses The rich declare themselves poor And most of us are not sure If we have too much But we′ll take our chances ′Cause God′s stopped keeping score I guess somewhere along the way He must have let us all out to play Turned his back and all God′s children Crept out the back door And it′s hard to love, there′s so much to hate Hanging on to hope When there is no hope to speak of And the wounded skies above say it′s much too much too late Well maybe we should all be praying for time These are the days of the empty hand Oh you hold on to what you can And charity is a coat you wear twice a year This is the year of the guilty man Your television takes a stand And you find that what was over there is over here So you scream from behind your door Say what′s mine is mine and not yours I may have too much but I′ll take my chances ′Cause God′s stopped keeping score And you cling to the things they sold you Did you cover your eyes when they told you That he can′t come back ′Cause he has no children to come back for It′s hard to love there′s so much to hate Hanging on to hope when there is no hope to speak of And the wounded skies above say it′s much too late So maybe we should all be praying for time |
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