Why do they come when you're always raining? Why can't they make a sound? And seeing the other ones fall back down Because you're so far from home and
Why do they come when you're always raining? Why can't they make a sound? And seeing the other ones fall back down. Because you're so far from home,
Hey there, I don't I think I got your name but I can tell we are the same cause I can see you eyeing me So why don't you just take a ride with me girl
Hear me say through your windows crack, we've gotta get away and we'll never look back again we'll never look back again Get ready since the night is
fire I just can't think of England I can't see the picture I'm still running from the fire, the fire, the fire In the twilight hours of nervous rest
Long awaited darkness falls Casting shadows on the walls In the twilight hour I am alone Sitting near the fireplace, dying embers warm my face In this
the eye So I stop to give her a light [Chorus:] One wild night (blinded by the moonlight) One wild night (24 hours of midnight) One wild night (I stepped into the twilight
hotel bar Then I slip into your girlfriends jeans And I remember, saying baby hold tight 20 hours in the twilight zone The only lovers in the world that
lone hours in vast and dismal chambers with brown hangings and maddening rows of antique books, watch them in twilight groves, oh in twilight groves, oh in twilight
The grace of malice adorns them now For what they were even hell to them bows... Deep malice adorned fruit of the olden empire, Soon, as midnight's dusky hour
; in our hearts... we knew better. And we told ourselves it didn't matter. We're trying to continue, and none of that matters anymore. In the hour of our twilight
Slave-chained, half-naked, along for the ride. Catching flies with my eyes shut, my mouth's open wide. But I curse as the bugs bite, I spit with the tide
I looked into your twilight eyes I could see through your white lies So I decided late last night That it was time for me to die Don't cry, not that you
to survive You were emotionally independent but starved of affection But now you've been trapped by tenderness And been beaten into submission It's now way past the hour
the sun shines a little too bright My eyes can't take that light Will you be waitin' there In the cool of the twilight air That's where we'll be because
A pilgrim on a pilgrimage Walked across the Brooklyn Bridge His sneakers torn in the hour When the homeless move their cardboard blankets And the new