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Love is eternal sacred light Free from the shackles of time Evil is darkness, sight without sight The demon that feeds on the mind How'd it all begin
10 Years (Oprah Winfrey show 10 year anniversary theme) You are moving on a crowded street Through various shades of people In the summers harshest
There's been some hard feelings here About some words that were said Been some hard feelings here and what is more There's been a bloody purple nose
Christmas Is Almost Here (Livingston Taylor) There's a hand that's old and rough And it's holding on To one that's new and small Whose life has just
My father sits at night with no lights on His cigarette glows in the dark. The living room is still; I walk by, no remark. I tiptoe past the master bedroom
I've been doing a lot of thinking About growing older and moving on Nobody wants to be told that they're getting on For a long, long stay But just how
Get up If you wanna survive Get oh so alive In your life Everything falling out the sky on top of you Now what you do? Fill yourself up now It's the
I ain't got no home, ain't got no shoes Ain't got no money, ain't got no class Ain't got no skirts, ain't got no sweater Ain't got no perfume, ain't got
Black is the color of my true love's hair His face so soft and wondrous fair The purest eyes and the strongest hands I love the ground on where he stands
Love me, love me, love me Say you do Let me fly away With you For my love is like The wind And wild is the wind Give me more Than one caress Satisfy
Do I move you, is it thrillin'? Do I groove you, are you willin'? Do I soothe you, tell the truth now Do I move you, are you loose now? The answer better
Ain't got no home, ain't got no shoes Ain't got no money, ain't got no class Ain't got no skirts, ain't got no sweaters Ain't got no faith, ain't got
Streets full of people, all alone Roads full of houses, never home A church full of singing, out of tune Everyone's gone to the moon Eyes full of sorrow
Traditional Black is the color of my true love's hair His face so soft and wondrous fair The purest eyes And the strongest hands I love the ground on
Oh stairs, you look so high tonight Climbin' up with all my might Where I got no heart to be 'Cause he ain't comin' home no more Oh room, I'm all alone
Isn't it a pity You don't know what I'm talking about yet But I'm gonna tell you soon It's a pity Isn't it a pity Isn't it a shame Yes, how we break
Though folks with good intentions Tell me to save my tears Well, I'm so mad about him I can't live without him Never treats me sweet and gentle The way