| LOVE MAKES SWEET MUSIC |
K. Ayers |
Love makes sweet music
Makes you wanna shout
Love makes sweet music
Makes you wanna run, makes you wanna cry out
Makes you wanna shout, makes you wanna run to her
Every night it's the same old scene
Drinking wine cos you're scared to dream
But you know that things will get better
If you let your dreams get better than wine
It's a waste of time
When it's dark and you hear your heart beat
Walk down moonlight's lonely high street
Something sings and you feel sunshine
But you know you're full of moonshine, too
It's staring at you – yeah, alright now
Love makes sweet music
Makes you wanna shout
Love makes sweet music
Makes you wanna run, makes you wanna cry out
Makes you wanna shout, makes you wanna run to her
And you're right where you were
Yeah, alright no
| FEELIN 'REELIN SQUELIN' |
K. Ayers |
This is a token of words unspoken to you
Honey, I'm feeling reeling and squealing for you
Why don't you tell me
One way or another
That you'd rather be
Your father and mother
This is a feeling from the ceiling of my dreams
I get hung up, tied and strung up on your scene
I'm something far away
It doesn't matter what I say
You've got your simple way
You're safely tucked away
Are you happy? Aren't you happy?
This is a feeling from the ceiling of my dreams
I get hung up, tied and strung up on your scene
I close my eyes on your soft guitar...
This is feeling
This is squealing
This is reeling...
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