The Renaissance Lyrics
The Renaissance Lyrics
"CAMERA CAMERA Lyrics"
Tonight, I'm Gone... Lyrics
Too late tonight, I'm gone and your miles ahead and I'm lost. Throughout this darkened scene, clear skies are what i
Too late tonight, I'm gone and your miles ahead and I'm lost. Throughout this darkened scene, clear skies are what i
Open up your magazine and see what's inside
I'm sure that you will find me--this is where I hide
Treat me as your fantasy, escape from the day
Into my model existance
I will take you far away
Chorus:
Camera came
Last Time Lyrics
Somewhere outside the wind is wailing this time tomorrow I'll be sailing Oh my love hold me as if it was our last ti
ra, take a picture of meSomewhere outside the wind is wailing this time tomorrow I'll be sailing Oh my love hold me as if it was our last ti
Look through your lens
Tell me what do you find within your view?
Speak to me while I'm looking at you!
Am I pleasant and kind
All in all just one perfect smile
Or the face of regret
For someone th
Beautiful girl Lyrics
Someone's gotta hear this... Beautiful girl, You must've been a beautiful baby too Beautiful woman,t you've never met?
A schizophrenic, photogenic model of time
A picture of health a real gold mine
Lovely to look at and lovely to hold
A spirit that's broken and a heart that's ice cold
Trying hard to be so pretty since I do
All my time at work and play spent in this eight by ten
An epitaph of dedication, that's what they said
You know she nearly made it, but she had a child instead
Chorus:
(Instrumental to end)
Someone's gotta hear this... Beautiful girl, You must've been a beautiful baby too Beautiful woman,
A schizophrenic, photogenic model of time
A picture of health a real gold mine
Lovely to look at and lovely to hold
A spirit that's broken and a heart that's ice cold
Trying hard to be so pretty since I do
Your Turn, My Turn Lyrics
Heard it, heartache Your turn, my turn Show it, your face Your turn, my turn Same place, some grace
n't know when?Heard it, heartache Your turn, my turn Show it, your face Your turn, my turn Same place, some grace
All my time at work and play spent in this eight by ten
An epitaph of dedication, that's what they said
You know she nearly made it, but she had a child instead
Chorus:
(Instrumental to end)