I held you close to me Once in a distant dream Far from the shores of my fear I sailed on the ocean where All I imagined could happen And now you are
I don't believe in superstars Organic food or foreign cars I don't believe the price of gold The certainty of growing old That right is right and left
I know these streets and these backyards This barn that's falling down We come to where they're buildin' now And ride our bikes around You think I'm
For all I've been blessed with in this life There was an emptiness in me I was imprisoned by the power of gold With one kind touch you set me free Let
If I close my eyes, take my time I can almost feel your lips against mine If I close my eyes, drift away I can almost see us back there smiling But it
Let this be the last time, let this be the last time Let this be the last time, let this be the last time I have no guts, I have no pride My heart is
Across the bridge of mercy bound Rooms so full of say you will Trains that rock like cradles in the air I'll stay here and hold your hand Love likes fools
You've been down in the dumps It seems like forever Now, what have they done to you? Not a single thing's turned out the way you imagined It all looks
I see so many golden women When they walk their feet, don't touch the ground How I want, how I want to deserve you But me, I'm always out of rhythm My
(Paul Nelson/Gene Nelson) Charlie's got a gold watch Don't seem like a whole lot After thirty years of drivin' Up and down the interstate But Charlie'
The days of wine and roses laugh and run away like a child at play Through a meadow land toward a closing door A door marked 'Nevermore' that wasn't there
For all the hours here that move too slow There's all this letting go, that don't pass If all this love is real, how will we know? If we're only scared
They asked me to come down and watch the parade To march down the street like the Duracell bunny With a wink and a wave from the cavalcade Throwing out
The Days of Wine and Roses
Sitting up here in this New York townhouse Decorated in grays and blues and everybody knows Love won't grow for a cactus and a rose When that old wild
Give me one dozen roses Put my heart in beside them Send them to the one I love She'll be glad to receive them And I know she'll believe them There's
All kinds of roses, all kinds of roses All kinds of roses grow in my garden All kinds of creatures, all kinds of creatures All kinds of creatures run