PastaJoe

You got me runnin', goin' out of my mind You got me thinkin' that I'm wastin' my time Don't bring me down No, no, no, no, no Ooh-ooh-hoo I'll tell you once more before I get off the floor Don't bring me down

They cry in the dark So you can't see their tears They hide in the light So you can't see their fears Forgive and forget All the while Love and pain become one and the same In the eyes of a wounded child Because hell, hell is for children And you know that their little lives can become such a mess Hell, hell is for children And you shouldn't have to pay for your love With your bones and your flesh

A candy-colored clown they call the sandman Tiptoes to my room every night Just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper Go to sleep, everything is alright I close my eyes then I drift away Into the magic night, I softly say A silent prayer like dreamers do Then I fall asleep to dream my dreams of you

Moving forward using all my breath Making love to you was never second best I saw the world crashing all around your face Never really knowing it was always Mesh and lace I'll stop the world and melt with you You've seen the difference And it's getting better all the time There's nothing you and I won't do I'll stop the world and melt with you

Yeah oh, what a feelin's just come over me Love can move a mountain, make a blind man see Everybody sing it now come on let's go see Peace in the valley now, we all can be free

One day, beneath the lemon tree, my love and I did lie A girl so sweet that when she smiled the stars rose in the sky We passed that summer lost in love beneath the lemon tree The music of her laughter hid my father's words from me Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat

I find it hard to believe that Diggs isn’t getting open against these young DBs. Josh has got to start looking for him.

Maybe they don’t trust their receivers.

Because the other teams are more disciplined? 🤔

It makes the game more interesting when the other team is competitive. Blowouts are boring.

Mama, take this badge off of me I can't use it anymore It's gettin' dark, too dark to see I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door

Nice girls, not one with a defect Cellophane shrink-wrapped, so correct Red dogs under illegal legs She looks so good that he gets down and begs She is watching the detectives "Ooh, it's so cute" She's watching the detectives When they shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot They beat him up until the teardrops start But he can't be wounded 'cause he's got no heart

I'll remember you Your voice as soft as the warm summer breeze Your sweet laughter, mornings after Ever after, I'll remember you

When you walk through a storm Hold your head up high And don't be afraid of the dark At the end of a storm There's a golden sky And the sweet silver song of a lark Walk on through the wind Walk on through the rain For your dreams be tossed and blown Walk on, walk on With hope in your heart And you'll never walk alone

My son who lives in Boston is currently in Adelaide, Australia with his fiancé who’s from there.

That she's a woman through and through She's a complicated lady, so color my baby moody blue, Oh, Moody blue Tell me am I gettin' through I keep hangin' on Try to learn the song But I never do Oh, Moody blue, Tell me who I'm talkin' to You're like the night and day And it's hard to say Which one is you.

Heard about the oldtime sailor men They'd eat the same thing again and again Warm beer and bread, they said could raise the dead Well, it reminds me of the menu at a Holiday Inn But times have changed for sailors these days When I'm in port, I get what I need Not just havanas or bananas or daiquiris But that American creation on which I feed Cheeseburger in paradise

I'm telling you now I'm telling you right away I'll be saying for many a day I'm in love with you now

Midnight at the oasis Send your camel to bed Shadows painting our faces Traces of romance in our heads Heaven's holding a half-moon Shining just for us Let's slip off to a sand dune, real soon And kick up a little dust

Listen, people, to what, I say I say everybody's got to have their day And don't you know that Everybody's got to love somebody some time Everybody's got to win a heart Everybody's got to love somebody some time When you do, I hope you never part

Bills made a late substitution. Miami has to be allowed to do the same.

You could go to a lacrosse game, the Buffalo Bandits are playing tonight in Toronto.

So true, funny how it seems Always in time, but never in line for dreams Head over heels when toe to toe This is the sound of my soul This is the sound