I lived my life in the words of a Storyman,Watched my dreams from the years gone by,Heard my voice in the songs of a Storyman,Always by my side, always by my side,I saw him first ادامه مطلب

A child is born on a battlefieldA soldier boy falls to his kneesAnd a woman cries in joy and painWhen will we all live in peace again? A child is born where the wild wind ادامه مطلب

… The long and winding road that leads to your door,Will never disappear,I’ve seen that road before, It always leads me here,Lead me to your door,… The wild and windy night that the rain washed ادامه مطلب

In the last moments of the dawnBefore the day begins, before we say goodnightHold me now, kiss me nowMy hands are shaking, and my heart is achingAt the thought of making love with youTonight, I ادامه مطلب

… She was a girl from a one-horse town, the only place for miles around,Cutting hair in the modern style, putting in the nine to five,But every night it was the same old dream,On the ادامه مطلب

… I don’t mind this empty room, and I like it when I’m alone,I’m trying not to think about you, I’m not waiting by the telephone,I’m watching a late-night movie, where the lovers say goodbye,And ادامه مطلب

Well Brother John went down to the garden,On a long hot summer’s day.To watch that girl he would hide in the shadows,As she worked the time away,With her long black hair and her eyes of ادامه مطلب

Look at me nowSaid I wouldn’t do it, but I hunted you downKnow you had a girl, but it didn’t work outKnow you bought a house, but you had to move out andI’m not proudGuess ادامه مطلب

I hope that you get everything you could ask forThe cold side of your pillow, a real break for onceGood peppermint tea with cool wind on the drive homeWith no traffic for miles, for spring ادامه مطلب

It’s a normal thing to fall in love with movie starsWhen the lights are low and red at all their favorite barsAnd the story you want is the story you getAre you special, or was ادامه مطلب