Morning Grey
Down among the ashes, away from old times--
Why must I self-indulge in memories?
I should be celebrating to a moving melody,
But it hurts me, it hurts me,
Honey, honey, it hurts me.
And I'm feeling like a waltz,
Growing old, - old, old, old, old.
I was fiery but you put me out.
I was always one for loving and leaving.
I like to think I was immune to romance.
I should be laughing at some good old comedy.
Oh, but it hurts me, it hurts me.
Honey, honey, it hurts me.
And I'm feeling like a waltz -
Time After Time
She makes me laugh... she'll make me cryÂÂ
And when we talk, she wonders whyÂÂ
That I can't breathe into this lifeÂÂ
With the things she says I want to dieÂÂ
All the things we talk about
You know they stay on my mindÂÂ
On my mind
All the things we laugh aboutÂÂ
They'll bring us through it every timeÂÂ
After time after timeÂÂ
Cause you're all I wanted to findÂÂ
Go...
And I would drive the whole night throughÂÂ
Just so I could spend it with youÂÂ
I know you're mineÂÂ
And I hope it's true that when we fight, we will make it through
All the things we talk aboutÂÂ
You know they stay on my mindÂÂ
On my mind
All the things we laugh aboutÂÂ
They'll bring us through it every timeÂÂ
After time after timeÂÂ
Cause you're all I wanted to findÂÂ
I'm falling... downÂÂ
Cause you're all I wanted to find