Volume 3

I took a picture Your form was cloudy in the night You wrote a letter You said you tried to shed some light On the good and the wicked things we do Face my direction I want to see you better, dear You're a distraction From everything that I fear And

It doesn't matter, if I were willing It doesn't matter that the lights are turned down low Oh oh I know you have to go It doesn't matter, I fought my heart It's broke and shattered to a million and one I'm done I guess I haven't won Cause I could've

Hold me, hold me Never let me go until you told me, told me What I want to know and then just hold me,hold me Make me tell you I'm in love with you Thrill me, thrill me Walk me down the lane where shadows will be, will be Hiding lovers just the same

What's a man without all the attention? Well, he's just a man And why do you fear that no one will hear what you've got to say? Who am I without all your affection? I'm a nobody, too I'm not above being unloved if that's how I've got to pay And you c

You and I, we built a shadow of love You and I, we built a shadow of love in our hearts where the future should be There's no tomorrow to set me free You and I, we told a story of love You and I, we told a story of love from our hearts but it never c

Oh London, where the clouds never go away I keep my coat on From September 'til May When the tulips will bloom in the most unusual way Oh London, I love you Where the clouds never go away Oh London, where it's gloomy in the fall I can't shake this sa

My little baby Oh, little baby Baby, I know I told you A million or more times That I, I love you so Baby, I want to be sure You know that I need you and I, I'll never let you go Oh, little baby My little baby Baby, if you should want me I'll come wh

I can't help it I can't win I don't want to let you in And then you do it again Take it all But take it slow I don't wanna let you know Well then you do it again I'm not talking to you anymore I'm making my bed so I can lie there forever I don't know

You keep trying to forget about the good times Does it make the fall a little better? I'm not rose, I only pick the flowers Kinda makes you feel a little weathered Bless the children who turn out fine I got the pieces if you got the time And I want y