Тексты песен «David Wilcox»

From Home Again .............................................. I saw you just the other day I watched you walk a little way You vanished 'round the corner When I got there you were gone You might of heard me if...

from Unreleased .............................................. There was a long haired guy who drew a crowd outside He got them all angry over national pride He was talking of the war that's on our shore And how...

If you want some real contentment, to live life at its best You can buy these dry tobacco leaves, to breathe into your chest And then look up at the billboard While all the promises come true, for you You'll feel...

From East Ashville Hardware .............................................. After you orgasm the world is a different place The world is a different place After your orgasm when we slide out of bed We stay...

Do you believe in signs That whisper inside your mind Till you have to follow through? Leading you home again To someplace you've never been Well, I feel that way for you How can it be true? The first time I...

Summer lasted a generation A generation and then the winter wind The bounty harvest that seemed so endless It seemed so endless 'til it gave what it could give And prosperity will have its seasons And even when...

From Big Horizon .............................................. Summer lasted a generation A generation - and then the winter wind The bounty harvest that seemed so endless It seemed so endless until it gave what...

Just across the sea on this world so round the sun's shining hot right now. And even though the winter still surrounds this town I can still feel that sun somehow. Chorus When I know that my sun will shine just as...

from Turning Point .............................................. This is where the trail just disappears. This is where their story ends. No one knows where they went from here. But I remember when they drank a...

Thank God, life's uncertain Thank God we get so scared We can't see behind this curtain So this world seems so unfair Look, imagine life some other way Picture-perfect every day Indoor weather makes this blue sky...

From Into The Mystery .............................................. Something is wrong, but nothing you can put your finger on In so many ways it's going fine. You couldn't complain, you say, and day to day you...

DAVID WILCOX BAD APPLE Some people call me a bad apple Well I may be bruised but I still taste sweet Some people call me a bad apple But I may be the sweetest apple on the tree I've got the notion to tell...

CANADIAN ARTIST DAVID WILCOX Hey I don't sell it I don't deal it I don't buy it Don't have to steal it Got your blood running through my veins I ain't crying for your pity It's a shame It's blood money, blood...

Words and music by Nance Petit, Freddy Bradburn She was the secret daughter of Marilyn Monroe You could guess the father if you don't know Joan Crawford adopted and called her Baby Jane But we all knew her by a...

Dear darling I love you always Some things never change Our love is one of them That's what you say In your letter Of only yesterday But there's another story Hidden on the pages Where though I can see it...

Jesus called me hypocrite When I said that I believe He said, how can you follow love Without a willingness to leave Leave the gates and the passwords known by just your kind Walk beyond the divisions of the...

They taught us kids in school between the recess breaks That the universe just sorta fell together like a big mistake It started with a bang that sent the pieces flying And then it cooled and twirled into dinosaurs...

From Big Horizon .............................................. I had a long talk with the block dog All summer he runs with the kids He's happy as a block dog Every day the choice is his 'Cause they all feed...

Hey I don't sell it I don't deal it I don't buy it Don't have to steal it Got your blood running through my veins I ain't crying for your pity It's a shame It's blood money, blood money Blood money, blood...

from East Asheville Hardware .............................................. by Chuck Brodsky Every morning, I commute. Mild-mannered man. In a business suit. When I wanna come home at the end of my day There's...