How many times in your life have you ever had the feeling That the way you live is crazy and there must be something else When you look at the sky does
When I was younger I seem to remember Holding a finger while walking to Mother standing By ten, I could tell her "I'll love you forever And I'll tread
There ain't no point holding back the tide Still gonna get you 'Cause every little bird's gotta learn to fly Sooner or later I don't wanna lose you Can
When you're close to tears remember Someday it'll all be over One day we're gonna get so high Though it's darker than December What's ahead is a different
I need this, is it a good time for you? And if it's not just know I may not be here when you need me Sometimes I feel like I would die without you And
There were yellow ribbons on every tree And yellow orchids growing from the street Postcards and letters swam to the shore Locket and treasures on the
there's a blur drizzle down the plateglass as a neon swizzle stick stirrin up the sultry night air and a yellow biscuit of a buttery cue ball moon rollin
I?m singin? this song, 'cause it?s time it was sung I?ve been puttin? it off for a while 'Cause it?s harder by now, and the truth is so clear That I?m
When you called it was good to hear your voice, but harder to hear you laugh. I had to choke back tears when you said you were okay with this. And it
I'm singing this song, it's time it was sung I've been putting it off for a while, But it's harder by now, 'cause the truth is so clear That I cry when
The times we had Oh, when the wind would blow with rain and snow Were not all bad We put our feet just where they had, had to go Never to go The shattered
You send me love through post cards and it gets to me I tape everyone inside this little book That I sleep with every night, it never leaves my sight
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There were yellow ribbons on every tree, and yellow orchids growing from the street. Postcards and letters swam to the shore, locket and treasures on
I need this Is it a good time for you And if it?s not just know I may not be here when you need me Sometimes I feel like I would die without you And
I?ll be drunk before too long And I?ll keep up in case I can talk This really don?t say it all There?s too much to enclose These postcards from tiny islands
Music by Elton John Lyrics by Bernie Taupin We heard Richard Nixon say, welcome to the USA The common sense I sometimes lack Has opened up a seismic