We travel baby, my fears fadin away
Because I've got you, you make me feel ok

Ride along these streets fears fade away
Because I've got you, you make me feel ok

Ride along these streetsfears fade away

Because I've got you, and you make me feel

Runaway your glowing eyes

Runaway through the city light

We travel baby
3x

Runaway
Who's gonna tell me

When to stop and when to go?

But here I've got you
you make me feel ok
2x

Ride along, sing a song of being one

Runaway your glowing eyes

Runaway through the city light

We travel baby
3x

Runaway

Runaway your glowing eyes

Runaway through the city light
We travel baby
3x

Runaway

I've been feeling
A summer rain
I've been dreaming

About your face
I've been feeling

A summer rain
I've been dreaming

About your face

And I've been trying

To call your name

But all I could hear

Was the summer rain

I feel I feel I feel, The way that I want to feel when I want to feel it, I feel I feel I feel, The way that i want to feel when I want to feel it.
I've got all kinds of love for you, But what am I to do? Just thinking about the things I’m gonna do for you, It’s enough to turn my brown eyes blue.
And as if i don't have enough on my mind, I figured your love would always stand the test of time.
I feel I feel I feel, The way that I want to feel when I want to feel it, I feel I feel I feel, The way that i want to feel when I want to feel it.
But yet and still I’m the same, Never ever gonna walk away, And at the dawning of each new day, Lets live how we want to , Love how we want to, OK? And every night when we get on my knees and pray, Get up and do what we want to, OK?
I'm black and white in a world full of colour, You make me want to walk on water.
And as if my heart isn't heavy enough I have the added pressure of being in love with your love.
I feel. I feel. I feel. The way that I want to feel when I want to feel it, I feel. I feel. I feel. The way that I want to feel when I want to feel it.

The gates to my heaven are no lofty place, No gold and gilt or silver shine, Just two hinges and some peeling paint, That’s where we live you and I.

And I'm so glad you made it, I'm so glad you made it into my kind of heaven,

This is my kind of heaven.
There’s tall pines on the hillside, They watch the weather blow,
and the people and their talking, and seasons come and go.
And I'm so glad you made it,
I'm so glad you made it into my kind of heaven,
This is my kind of heaven.
And in the summer flowers grow, Then they hide beneath the winter snow, But it's all love, just so you know.
This is my kind of heaven, No gold and gilt or silver shine,

I'm so glad you made it, I'm so glad you made it into my kind of heaven,
This is my kind of heaven.

Well I'm just passing through, To see the song bird and the cactus growing blue, To hear the ocean and taste the morning dew, Well I'm just passing through, And I could keep on driving or I could stay a few, Come to think of it I'm going nowhere soon, Guess that depends on you.

Comme Ci, Comme Ça

Sandals, I just hit yo chick in Gucci sandals,
Candle, rollin' up I’m burnin' like a candle,
Shake em, ballin' on ‘em baby dey can’t handle,
Actors, who you know that's funny Adam Sandler,
Put em on dat rope you know I make em walk a line,
Haters steady talking I pay them no never mind when I,
Shake em, ballin' on ‘em baby dey can’t handle,
Actors, who you know that's funny Adam Sandler.

Colder than da ice up in dat cooler,

I got money on madula,

Want dat smoke I bring it to ya,
Ay I’m makin' lil shawty move her body like a dancer,
Answer, I don’t even know da question random,
Vamping, I just popped a 30 so I’m vamping,
All night baby Ima hit it till I’m cramping,
Head game honor student like she went to Hampton,
I don’t hold no hands really not into romantics,
Shawty clean me up yeah she got manners,
I got, all diz money on me like a scammer,
Nailin it you know I keep da hammer,

Fit you in my schedule I write it in my planner.

Sandals, I just hit yo chick in Gucci sandals,
Candle, rollin' up I’m burnin' like a candle,
Shake em, ballin' on ‘em baby dey can’t handle,
Actors, who you know that's funny Adam Sandler,
Put em on dat rope you know I make em walk a line,
Haters steady talking I pay them no never mind when I,
Shake em, ballin' on ‘em baby dey can’t handle,
Actors, who you know that's funny Adam Sandler.

THE LYRICIST’S LAMENT

Music by Sebastijan Duh
Lyrics by John Greaves

I was asked to write a song
I said “Easy,” it’s “easy peasy”
Just find a word at the end of the line
Then you gotta make it rhyme
With love and stars above
It won’t take you very long

But I found out that I was wrong
Wasn’t thinking, had I been drinking?
Words don’t fall like rain from the sky
But a lot of little jewels
Like tiny molecules
Could grow up to be a song

Try to sing it using verbal dexterity
You can wing it schmoozing perfect sincerity
You could be climbing a stairway to heaven
Once you’re up it you’ll be stuck like a puppet on a string

So we’re coming to the end the conclusion
No illusion,
This little story’s hit the end of the road
And it’s just a bunch of sounds
To please the ear
So nice to hear
And you got another job
Done and dusted