John Kay Lyrics
John Kay Lyrics
"Time Out Lyrics"
Maria Lyrics
"Climb the stairs And step into my dream house" These words are yours, Maria The waters warm (Hold me) The table bare (Till the wors
"Climb the stairs And step into my dream house" These words are yours, Maria The waters warm (Hold me) The table bare (Till the wors
Words and music by John Kay, Rocket Ritchotte and Michael Wilk
Up early in the morning, 'bout the break of day
Still huggin' that empty pillow where your baby used to lay
No time to think about the past, good god, it's time for you to run
Wake up your dreams will have to wait, no time for fun
And so it's always wait unti
Shadow of a Saint Lyrics
Sat in the grass, up on a hill The air so still, you came to me to say "I`ll take away your tears, and stay with you for years" Sat in the
l tomorrow, always somedaySat in the grass, up on a hill The air so still, you came to me to say "I`ll take away your tears, and stay with you for years" Sat in the
Yeah, it's always sooner or later, never today
Why don't you take time out, why don't you take it slow
The race you run is never done, why don't you let it go
Why don't you take time out, why don't you make the time
When day is done, go have some fun or you'll loose your mind
Rough times in the
Courtyard Lullaby Lyrics
Wherein the deep night sky The stars lie in its embrace The courtyard still in its sleep And peace comes over your face. "Come to me," it si
heart of paradise, another crazy dayWherein the deep night sky The stars lie in its embrace The courtyard still in its sleep And peace comes over your face. "Come to me," it si
Trapped like a rat, you feel the heat while running thru the maze
No time to take a look around, jump into it, push until you drop
Watch out, the walls are closing in but you just can't stop
And so it's always wait until tomorrow, always someday
Yeah, it's always sooner or later, never today
There floats a phantom on the slums foul air shaping to the eyes which have the gift of seeing Nemesis of neglect nemesis of neglect Int
The race you run is never done, why don't you let it go
You're playin' fast and loose, you play with loaded dice
But what you loose to win the golden goose, may be your life
© 1989 Black Leather Music, (BMI), Attlebrat, (BMI), Michael John Music, (BMI)