Headin' out of the city life,. Suitcase full of dreams. Trying to find some kind of memories. That didn't hold a distant scheme. Something she said I can't remember. But I answered her in turn al
Lisa, one more time for old time's sake. Come save me, from this crazy world I'm in. My dreams are weak and falling into this hole inside my bed. Where the pieces of this life we put together. Oh,
I phoned the local station. I kinda like the things they're playing. So I settled down to listen nice and easy. The dj plays our kind of music. He's asked us folk to choose it. But it all adds up
S A T U R D A Y night. S A T U R D A Y night. S A T U R D A Y night. S A T U R D A Y night Gonna keep on dancin' to the rock and roll. On Saturday night, Saturday night. Dancin' to the rhythm in
Do you love me like I love you. Or is this good bye bye bye bye. I should have known better than to fall in love with you. Love with you. Well I guess I'll spend my whole life loving you. Loving
Turn the pages of a broken dream. Smiling faces have they ever seen. And empty hallways will they ever end. The fool again. And masquerading in a Hyper dream. (Such a sad affair). Fading shadows