Rocky Votolato Lyrics
Rocky Votolato Lyrics
"I Remember Music Lyrics"
Afterimage Lyrics
Instrumental
Instrumental
Listen to me partner
I'll speak to you of happiness
I'll tell you about a breakwater
But that was long ago I guess
Now I'm on a time schedule
I'm sure you are as well
I don't believe in letters and I never l
It Lyrics
I can hear it in your voice I can see it in your eyes I can smell it in the air I can hear it in your sighsearned to spell either
So you can let on that you knew me the way I needed to be known
The ghost I am, I was long ago
I gave my life to a memory of music
And she just turned her head
Listen to me partner
I'l
So secretly so quietly
I chase around what doesn't exist
Now I'm on a time schedule
I'm sure you are as well
I don't believe in letters and I never learned to spell either
I'll try
And try to see the hope that you see
And not the vacant and desolate shell of experience reflected in me
I gave my life to a memory of music
And she just turned her head
I can hear it in your voice I can see it in your eyes I can smell it in the air I can hear it in your sighs
So you can let on that you knew me the way I needed to be known
The ghost I am, I was long ago
I gave my life to a memory of music
And she just turned her head
Listen to me partner
I'l
Waitin' For The Phone To Ring Lyrics
(Joe Tassi/Bob Tassi) How many nights you've cried So sad and lonely Wonderin' if he'll call
tell you how this life was led (Joe Tassi/Bob Tassi) How many nights you've cried So sad and lonely Wonderin' if he'll call
So secretly so quietly
I chase around what doesn't exist
Now I'm on a time schedule
I'm sure you are as well
I don't believe in letters and I never learned to spell either
I'll try
Electric Slim and the Factory Hen Lyrics
On the street, people call you a foxy girl, Me, I'm loose, like a golden goose, you can have my juice. <
to look into the eyes of these newbornsOn the street, people call you a foxy girl, Me, I'm loose, like a golden goose, you can have my juice. <
And try to see the hope that you see
And not the vacant and desolate shell of experience reflected in me
I gave my life to a memory of music
And she just turned her head