Hands, touchin’ hands
Reachin’ out
Touchin’ me
Touchin’ you
Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
I’ve been inclined
To believe they never would
Come on, come on, come on, come on now touch me, babe
Can’t you see that I am not afraid?
What was that promise that you made?
Why won’t you tell me what she said?
What was that promise that you made?
I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her cherry chap stick
I kissed a girl just to try it
I hope my boyfriend don’t mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt so right
Don’t mean I’m in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it
I liked it
She’s my cherry pie
Cool drink of water such a sweet surprise
Tastes so good makes a grown man cry
Sweet Cherry Pie
Can she bake a cherry pie, Billy boy, Billy boy?
Can she bake a cherry pie, charming Billy?
On one summer’s day,
The Sun was shinin’ fine,
The lady love of old Bill Bailey
Was hangin’ clothes on the line
In her back yard,
And weepin’ hard.
She married a B&O brakeman
That took and throwed her down,
Bellerin’ like a prune-fed calf
With a big gang hanging round
And to that crowd,
She hollered loud
Won’t you come home, Bill Bailey
Won’t you come home?
She moans the whole day long.
I’ll do the cookin’, darling
I’ll pay the rent,
I know I’ve done you wrong;
'member that rainy eve that
I threw you out,
With nothing but a fine-tooth comb?
I know I’m to blame,
Well, ain’t that a shame
Bill Bailey won’t you please come home.
The bridge holds back the sky,
Can’t hold back what’s inside.
And the train above me,
Sounds like the music in my head.
My thoughts are undecided,
I think it so I hide it,
And the train rushes past,
Like a day gone too fast.
All I know, all I know
Is here and now
There’s a train on a track
Painted silver, blue and black
Heading to Massachusetts
And then it’s coming back
And it’s entertaining by New Haven
Once you’ve had yourself a drink or two
Little red caboose behind the train
Conjunction Junction, what’s your function?
Conjunction Junction, how’s that function?
I got three favorite cars
That get most of my job done.
Conjunction Junction, what’s their function?
I got “and”, “but”, and “or”,
They’ll get you pretty far.
I feel pretty!
Oh so pretty!
That the city should give me its key.
A committee should be organized to honor me.
I could assume
The loneliness of my white room
I saw the circles inside the squares
And yet it can be so hard to be aware
Three doors to go through
I only want the one that leads to you
Because only one leads to you
This is your only chance at immortality
I’ll keep you safe but I will not give you the key
This is your only chance at immortality
I’ll keep you safe but I will not give you the key
In a white room with black curtains near the station.
Black-roof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings.
Silver horses run down moonbeams in your dark eyes.
Dawn-light smiles on you leaving, my contentment.
I’ll wait in this place where the sun never shines;
Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves.
And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that were apart
You wander down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust of yesterday
The music of the years gone by
Sometimes I wonder why I spend
The lonely night dreaming of a song
The melody haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you
When our love was new
And each kiss an inspiration
But that was long ago
Now my consolation
Is in the stardust of a song
Heavenly shades of night are falling, it’s twilight time
Out of the mist your voice is calling, 'tis twilight time
When purple-colored curtains mark the end of day
I’ll hear you, my dear, at twilight time
Deepening shadows gather splendor as day is done
Fingers of night will soon surrender the setting sun
I count the moments darling till you’re here with me
Together at last at twilight time
Just a song at twilight, when the lights are low;
And the flick’ring shadows softly come and go.
Tho’ the heart be weary, sad the day and long,
Still to us at twilight comes love’s old song,
Comes love’s old sweet song.
Twilight…darkened day
Twilight…lost my way
Twilight…night and day
Twilight…can’t find my way
In the shadow boy meets man
Love of mine, some day you will die
But I’ll be close behind
I’ll follow you into the dark
No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the “No”'s on their vacancy signs
If there’s no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I’ll follow you into the dark
It’s over, well over
And we can’t revive what’s passed
It’s gone now, moved on now,
But then again, it didn’t have a chance to last
Now it’s a long, dark road
Yes, it’s a long, dark road
Friend
I’m sad it had to end
You can’t bring back the dead
They’re burning down
You’re much too smart
To waste your mind on hate
And you know too late
Don’t be afraid
You are my friend