Everytime I try to prove I love you
1, 2, 3 red light stops me
Baby you ain’t right to stop me
1, 2, 3 red light stops me
1, 2, 3, 4, Can I have a little more?
Take one beam of light
Prism acquire
Break the white light down
Seven rays appear
Take the seven rays
Pure as fire
Focus anywhere
White light will appear
Hold me, love me, hold me, love me.
I ain’t got nothin’ but love babe,
Eight days a week.
I wanna hold your hand.
And I’ve found that love was more
Than just holding hands
Hold on to the nights
Hold on to the memories
Midnight, not a sound from the pavement.
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone.
In the lamplight the withered leaves
collect at my feet.
And the wind begins to moan.
Tried to take it all away
Learn her freedom just inside a day
And find her soul
To find their fears allayed
Tried to make her love their own
They took her love they left her there
They gave her nothing back
That she would want to own
Gold and silver rings and stones
Dances slowly of the moon
No one else can know
She stands alone
Sleeping dreams will reach for her
She cannot say the words they need
She knows she’s alone
And she is free
Ocean gypsy of the moon
The sun has made a thousand nights
For you to hold
Ocean gypsy, where are you
The shadows followed by the stars
Have turned to gold, turned to gold
Come on, my friends,
Let’s make for the hills.
They say there’s gold but I’m looking for thrills.
You can get your hands on whatever we find,
'cause I’m only coming along for the ride.
Paradise by the dashboard light.
Come on baby, light my fire.
I AM THE GOD OF HELL FIRE, and I bring you:
Fire, I’ll take you to burn.
Fire, I’ll take you to learn.
I’ll see you burn!
I’ll see you in September
Baby, better come back – maybe next week?
Can’t you see I’m on a losing streak?
So I’ll see you next Tuesday
If I ever get desperate
Or I’m so beyond faded
I’ll see you next Tuesday
I’m looking at myself reflections of my mind,
It’s just the kind of day to leave myself behind.
So gently swaying through the fairyland of love,
If you’ll just come with me you’ll see the beauty of,
Tuesday afternoon, Tuesday afternoon.
Tuesday afternoon,
I’m just beginning to see,
Now I’m on my way.
It doesn’t matter to me,
Chasing the clouds away.
Something calls to me,
The trees are drawing me near,
I’ve got to find out why.
Those gentle voices I hear,
Explain it all with a sigh.
Everywhere I turn
Seems like everything I see
Reflects the love that used to be
In you I put
All my faith and trust
Right before my eyes
My world has turned to dust
All we are is dust in the wind.