Speak to me in succinct song lyrics

RE…SPECT…WALK
What did you say?
RE…SPECT…WALK
Are you talking to me?

Tomorrow’s child is the only child.

She’s got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories

Remember, do you remember
The times of your life (do you remember)

This is your life, this is your time
What if the flame won’t last forever
This is your here, this is your now
Let it be magical

Every day I get in the queue (Too much, Magic Bus)
To get on the bus that takes me to you (Too much, Magic Bus)

And I’m giving you a longing look
Every day, every day, every day
Every day I write the book
Ooh, every day I write the book

I been running monday tuesday wednesday
Thursday friday saturday sunday

I ain’t got nothin’ but love babe
Eight days a week

A nine days’ wonder looking back
As the sun goes down
As time goes by a sketch of life
On the wall worn out

Art of life, an eternal bleeding heart
You never wanna breathe your last
Wanna live, can’t let my heart kill myself
Still I’m feeling for, a rose is breathing love in my life

Every breath you take
Every move you make
Every bond you break
Every step you take
I’ll be watching you.

Watching girls on the street
Well, that’s alright with me
But it’s just another day

Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, each one she passes
Goes “A-a-a-h”

She’s got legs, she knows how to use them
She never begs, she knows how to choose them

I know you wanna leave me,
but I refuse to let you go
If I have to beg and plead for your sympathy,
I don’t mind 'cause you mean that much to me

Baby I can’t seem to give you up, you’re mine

Go on now go walk out the door
just turn around now
'cause you’re not welcome anymore
[nothing personal, Prof. :smiley: ]

There’s a giant doing cartwheels a statue wearin’ high heels
Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn
A dinosaur Victrola list’ning to Buck Owens
Doo doo doo lookin’ out my back door

A 60 ton angel falls to the earth
A pile of old metal, a radiant blur
Scars in the country, the summer and her
Always the summers are slipping away
Find me a way for making it stay