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| favorite song lyrics i'm one of "those people" who always overanalyze song lyrics.. here's some of my favorites, a mix of old standbys and modern tracks.. |
| and everytime i've held a rose, it seems i've only felt the thorns ~billy joel, and so it goes |
| l is for the way you look at me... ~nat king cole, L-O-V-E |
| and it's not easy.. to be me ~five for fighting, superman |
| anything plain can be lovely, anything loved can be lost ~bnl,falling for the first time |
| and life barrels on like a runaway train, where the passengers change, but they don't change anything; you get off, someone else can get on ~ben folds, fred jones part 2 |
| the trees, they grow higher.. and the leaves, they turn green. and oh me oh my, the things that i have seen. don't be surprised little boy, when the world, it turns out mean. life is what happens in between ~jude, in between |
| in a restless world like this is, love is ended before it's begun ~nat king cole, when i fall in love |
| blue-eyed boy meets a brown eyed girl.. ~u2, the sweetest thing |
| i've got the horse right here, his name is paul revere ~guys and dolls, fugue for tinhorns |
| cecilia, you're breakin' my heart; you're shakin' my confidence daily.. ~simon and garfunkel, cecilia |
| if i can be your bodyguard, you can be my long-lost pal ~paul simon, call me al |
| he's going the distance, he's going for speed... ~cake, going the distance |
| it's raining in baltimore... ~counting crows, raining in baltimore |
| i used to sit and watch the pouring rain i used to wish to be back home again i hadn't the strength then i hadn't the chance to reveal it but it's all in your hands... ~guster, mona lisa |
| i'll take you to the edge go across that window and i'll carry you there ~guster, window |
| if you've never stared off into the distance, then your life is a shame. ~counting crows, mrs potter's lullaby |
| waiting to tell you how i get my ends and my beginnings mixed up too just the way you do thought if i told you you might want to stay for just another day or two ~counting crows, high life |
| it's true i must be going, but i swear i wont be long there isn't that much ocean between boston and st. john's i'm a rover and i'm bound to sail away; i'm a rover, can you love me anyway? ~GBS, boston and st john's |
| it's a beautiful day, but there's always some sorrow it's a double edged knife, but there's always tomorrow it's up to you now if you sink or swim keep the faith and your ship will come in ~GBS, ordinary day |