Тексты песен «Ryan Harkrider»

sitting in this roadside cafe I ain't got much to say 'cause the words you said to me that day are gone and the smoke rises towards the sky making faces at a billboard sign something was different and I didn't know why...

squeeze a lemon till the juice runs sweet pace in circles with your tap shoes feet prick your finger make your body scream in color watch a sunset paint it black and grey dance with carneys in the alleyway drop the ball...

this highway stretches all the way through town and it's hard to hear when the rain is coming down on you and me in the back seat and I've got so much to say but I ain't much good at talking anyway maybe you were...

a january storm came in late, late last night I watched the clouds blow in from the west and I watched them blow on by it got cold and turned the rain to snow and the feeling's just the same but the wind that blows...

I think I've had enough of this and it's got nothing to do with me but I've been living your excuses now all I want is your honesty so, let's sit down 'cause I just want to understand how loving could be hard for a full...

where, where do we go from here I've been searching for a place where the sky is clear take, take me to that place if ever you find it come and get me don't hesistate 'cause I've been running around i'm up or I'm down...

I drove down for the weekend on a Friday afternoon I've been burning up that highway chasing after you so, give me just an hour to try and change your mind and sit out on the front porch in that cool November night and...

we beat the heat in a New York minute on streets the meet like words on a headline on a front page and the night gave us names like stars but we just sat there laughing in the basement of an old apartment walking down...

you were a small town girl in the city making plans for something new met a boy who thought you were pretty but he didn't know what to do and all the talking don't mean nothing when he's walking out on you 'cause words...

when the sun goes down behind the cold dark mountain when the moon starts lounging in that big, black sky we'll take the car downtown where the streets are alway crowded wave our hands to all the people as we pass them...

When the sun goes down behind the cold dark mountain When the moon starts lounging in that big, black sky We'll take the car downtown where the streets are alway crowded Wave our hands to all the people as we pass them...