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Well it started out
Down a dirty road. Started out All alone. And the sun went down As I crossed the hill. And the town lit up, And the world got still. I'm learnin' to fly, But I ain't got wings. Comin' down Is the hardest thing. Well the good ol' days May not return. And the rocks might melt, And the sea may burn. I'm learnin' to fly, But I ain't got wings. Comin' down Is the hardest thing. Well some say life Will beat you down, And break your heart, Steal your crown. So it started out For God-knows-where. I guess I'll know When I get there. I'm learning to fly Around the clouds. What goes up Must come down. I'm learnin to fly But I ain't got wings. Comin' down Is the hardest thing. I'm learnin' to fly Around the clouds. But what goes up Must come down. I'm learnin' to fly. I'm learnin' to fly. |
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You and me we were the pretenders
We let it all slip away But In the end what you don't surrender Well the world just strips away There ain't no kindness in the face of strangers Ain't gonna find no miracles here Well you can wait on your blessings my darlin' But I got a deal for you right here I ain't lookin' for prayers or pity I ain't comin' 'round searchin' for a crutch I just want someone to talk to And just a little of that human touch Just a little of that human touch Ain't no mercy on the streets of this town Ain't no bread from heavenly skies Ain't nobody drawin' wine from this blood It's just you and me tonight Tell me in a world without pity Do you think what I'm askin¹s too much? I just want something to hold on to And a little of that human touch Just a little of that human touch Oh and that feeling of safety you prize Well it comes with a hard hard price You can't shut off the risk and the pain Without losin' the love that remains We're all riders on this train So you been broken and you been hurt Show me somebody who ain't Yeah I know I ain't nobody's bargain But hell a little touchup And a litte paint... You might need somethin' to hold on to When all the answers they don't amount to much Somebody that you can just talk to And a little of that human touch Baby in a world without pity Do you think what I'm askin's too much? I just want to feel you in my arms And share a little of that human touch? |