You have continued your straightforward course,
Into the recesses of my inimical, cold heart...

Man, I can not believe this car,
It should have been in World War Two, it has so...

Thoughts of you are like some great, euphoric...
Intoxicating, stimulating, titillating...

When the light at the end of my tunnel has been...
How can you say that a bright future is on my...

Swing with me,
Here in this ancient park...

Into the night, we must fight, we are not sure...
Battle on, until the enemy is gone, with a...

She's in love with someone else,
It's as plain as the nose on my face...

God's paintbrush has swept the landscape
With colors of ochre, sienna, and brown...

Journey with me,
Child of misery...

Meandering along a path of dust,
Thinking of life's opportunity...

Nothing new,
Nothing fresh...

1st Verse:
A little boy lies awake in his bed...