all words and music copywritten 2004
i think his eyes are closed and open at the same time.
when i call you on the phone, don't seem to answer.
screening your calls again.
home, tonight, tonight,
and for the rest of your life.
you cling to your bed & your bottle.
it rings true almost all the time.
but wait, who am i...
pretty sure you're mine.
you make your city sunny,
pretty glad to sleep, but you're an angel,
that's fallen far, so far, so far, so far, so
and make, no mistake.
30, 50 times enough...
and make it into gold.
everything, it turns to gold.
everything turns to gold.
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north jersey music
- don't wanna go
- golden angel
- in my heart
- just like you
- loosely to love
- lost myself
- my last chance
- the only one
- the seed
- the wire
- sympathy