No summer’s high
No warm July
No harvest moon to light one tender August night
No autumn breeze
No falling leaves
Not even time for birds to fly to southern skies
Rocking chair without a dreamer
A wooden swing without laughter
Sandbox without toy soldiers
Yuletide without the flight
Dream down for her
Flowers wither, treasures stay hidden
Until I see the first star of fall
I fall asleep and see it all
Mother’s care and colour of the kites
Meadows of Heaven
Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would you be the same
If I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong
And carry on
'Cause I know I don’t belong
Here in heaven
There was no pain
No fear, no doubt
Till they pulled me out
Of Heaven.
So that’s my refrain.
I live in Hell
'Cause I’ve been expelled
From Heaven
I think I was in Heaven
So give me something to sing about.
Please
Give me something…
Looking down from ethereal skies
Silent crystalline tears I cry
For all must say their last goodbye to Paradise
Say goodbye, goodbye, hold on!
So I’ve cheated and I’ve lied
Been the victim of foolish pride
And I’ve begged and I’ve crawled
And I’ve battled and bled for it all
Now I’ll savor the downfall of Paradise
To stand within the Pleasure Dome
Decreed by Kubla Khan
To taste anew the fruits of life
The last immortal man
To find the sacred river Alph
To walk the caves of ice
Oh, I will dine on honeydew
And drink the milk of Paradise
A place where nobody dared to go
The love that we came to know
They call it Xanadu
There is a place, a time and a space
No one can trace, that no one can trace
Somewhere a hill, where things are still
Just rain water spill, just rain water spill
Sleep in a dream of butter milk cream
You dance on a beam, dancing on a beam
Eva flies away
Dreams the world far away
In this cruel children’s game
There’s no friend to call her name
Eva sails away
Dreams the world far away
The Good in her will be my sunflower field
Oh what a circus, oh what a show
Argentina has gone to town
Over the death of an actress called Eva Peron
We’ve all gone crazy
Mourning all day and mourning all night
Falling over ourselves to get all of the misery right
Now you say you’re lonely
You cry the long night through
Well, you can cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you
So, no, woman, no cry.
No, woman, no cry.
I say, oh, little—oh, little darlin’, don’t shed no tears.
No, woman, no cry. Eh.
It’s hard to understand but the touch of your hand
Can start me crying
Everyone needs a hand to hold on to
Everyone needs a hand to hold on to
Don’t need to be no strong hand
Don’t need to be no rich hand
Everyone just needs a hand to hold on to
In every dream home a heartache
And every step I take
Takes me further from heaven
Is there a heaven’
I`d like to think so
Standards of living
They’re rising daily
But home oh sweet home
It’s only a saying
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home Alabama
Lord, I’m coming home to you
Gonna see my baby, see my baby fine
Gonna take my baby, wanna take my baby mine
Gonna take my woman treats me real kind
I’m goin’ home, my baby
I’m goin’ home, to see my baby
Goin’ home, my baby
You seem to replace
Your brain with your heart
You take things so hard
And then you fall apart
You try to explain
But before you can start
Those cry baby tears
Come out of the dark
My guy is really something, he’s sensitive and shy
My guy is such a bumpkin, it doesn’t take much to make him cry.
If you hurt someone helpless, it’s like taking away all his toys,
He’s just a cry baby boy.
She said “Hello, country bumpkin.
How’s the frost out on the pumpkin?
I’ve seen some sights but, man, you’re somethin’.
Where’d ya come from, country bumpkin?”