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A Thought's An Idea...

...I lay my head down on fine linens and satin
Away from the mad-hatters who live in Manhattan
The Empire State Building illuminating the sky
I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood, I'm in the mood again...
 
...I found you inside my mind
I lost you inside my mind
I found you inside my mind
I lost you inside my mind...
 
me and all my friends
we're all misunderstood
they say we stand for nothing and
there's no way we ever could
now we see everything that's going wrong
with the world and those who lead it
we just feel like we don't have the means
to rise above and beat it
 
... Peek-a-boo Peek-a-boo
Golly jeepers
Where'd you get those peepers?
Peepshow, creepshow
Where did you get those eyes?...
 
... Face to face
my lovely foe
Mouth to mouth
raining heaven's blows
Hand on heart
tic tac toe
Under the stars
naked as we flow
Cheek to cheek
the bitter sweet
Commit your crime in your deadly time...
 
...In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood...
 
and the loneliness and the emptiness
and the hopelessness are fine
'cause sometimes my cloudy brain remembers
for one moment you were mine....
 
here comes
the rain
i love
the
rain.....
i've been
waiting
for
her for
sooooo
loooooong....
here comes
the rain
here
she comes
again
the rain
the rain
i love
the
rain.....
 
...If I could kiss you now
Oh I'd kiss you now again and again
'Til I don't know where I begin
And where you end

If I could kiss you now
If I could kiss you now
If I could kiss you now

Oh where you end
Is where I begin...
 
the wilted flowers that I gave - not as nice as your bouquet. all the lyrics that I wrote - not as smart as the words you spoke. the starlight above my hometown ain't as bright as the star I've found. every drawing that I drew was never ever as cute as you.
 
On me dit que le destin se moque bien de nous
Qu'il ne nous donne rien et qu'il nous promet tout
Parait qu'le bonheur est à portée de main
Alors on tend la main et on se retrouve fou
 
Oh I watch you there
Through the window
And I stare at you
You wear nothing but you
Wear it so well
Tied up and twisted
The way I'd like to be
For you, for me, come crash
Into me
 
Is it any wonder that I'm tired?
Is it any wonder that I feel uptight?
Is it any wonder I don't know what's right?
 

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