Тексты песен «Crosby, Stills & Nash»

Livin' in a house of broken dreams Where shadows throw shadows on the wall And memories are mountains to climb Knowing everyone can fall And here where the cobwebs count the hours Since we let the laughter clear...

How Have You Been by John Sebastian Performed by Crosby, Stills, & Nash on "Nintendo: White Knuckle Scorin' " 1991 How have you been, my darling children While I have been away in the west Though you...

Words & Music - Stephen Stills Hey would you dig to be alone? And tell me when will you be back home? And why did you leave me all alone? You blew my mind. Fool, listen on to yourself. You don't know even when you been...

Hey, would you dig to be alone? And tell me when will you be back home? Why did you leave me all alone? You blew my mind Fool listen on to yourself You don't know even when you been left Tomorrow maybe you'll see...

I used to be a king And everything around me turned to gold I thought I had everything Now I'm left without a hand to hold It's alright, I'm okay, how are you? What it's worth, I must say, I love you In my bed,...

(4:28) * Written by J.D. Souther and Danny Kortchmar (c) 1986 Famous Music Corp. (ASCAP) If Anybody Had A Heart, Yours Would Never Be Broken. If Anybody Had A Heart Like Mine. In This World Of Right And Wrong, The...

Look at those dancers gliding around Seems as is if their feet don't hardly touch the ground Look at them smiling like they knew one another And they never would come down Turn around and hold me I'd like to see...

There are places I remember All my life though some have changed Some forever not for better Some have gone and some remain All these places have their moments With lovers and friends, I still can recall Some are...

Into the darkness soon you'll be sinking What are you doing? What can you be thinking? All of your friends have been trying to warn you That some of your demons are dying to drag you Away into the darkness, into...

Fallin' and spinnin', losin' and winnin', keepin' my head Watchin' for signals, various individuals, was I misled I remember you said that you don't want to forget me It doesn't matter which of our fantasies fled...

Don't you get tired Of listening to the cover up Sounds like a broken old record When the needle gets stuck You got your media honeys Using their T.V. voice Tellin' you what you done decided As if you had any...

There's a place I can get to Where I'm safe from the city blues And it's green and it's quiet Only trouble was I had to buy it And I'll do anything I got to do Cut my hair and shine my shoes And keep on singin'...

Just a song before I go To whom it may concern Traveling twice the speed of sound It's easy to get burned When the shows were over We had to get back home And when we opened up the door I had to be alone She...

If you could only see me I know exactly where I am You wouldn't want to be me Oh, I can assure you that I'm not the guy to run with 'Cos I'll blow you off the line I'll break you and destroy you Given time...

Holdin' you close, undisturbed before a fire The pressure in my chest when you breathe in my ear We both knew this would happen when you first appeared My lady of the island The brownness of your body in the fire...

I thought that I had met a man who said That he knew a man who knew what was going on I was mistaken, was only another stranger that I knew And I thought that I had found daylight To guide me through my night and...

All along the lee shore Shells lie scattered in the sand Winking up like shining eyes, at me From the sea Here is one like sunrise It's older than you know Still just lying there With some careless wave Forgot...

(3:54) written by Joe Vitale (c) 1986 Marinara Music (BMI) Don't need the look of a millionaire. Takes more than money just to live it up. Don't need designer on the things I wear. Takes more than fashion just to...

It's been a long time comin' It's goin' to be a long time gone And it appears to be a long night Before the dawn You can smell somethin' burnin' But you don't know who lit the fire You can feel pavement getting'...

Neil Young Morning has come with the first rays of sun Breaking through our window pain Songs fill the air but there's no singer there Just an old wooden guitar playin' Writing a song, won't take very long...