Valleyheart

Little darling, I'm along for the ride You're the one I want to be quiet beside Rest your head until you dream of a rhyme So many sparrows, so little time You were born on such a beautiful night You were always such a beautiful child I have seen you

Your eyes, your eyes tell me everything. The first, the last and in between, that's everything. Your kiss, your kiss so wet I loose my breath, your lips erase the old regrets, of anything. You're not just a girl, you're more like the air and sea. I w

I tripped on the steps of the Spanish stairs Cursing your beauty and gasping for air You've got a way of getting away from me Through vineyards and fountains, mountains of miles Through decades of traffic, turnstiles You've got a way of getting away

Sometimes I find that I get too sentimental when I think of you Sometimes it helps to play some heavy heavy metal But somehow heavy metal makes me think of you too I met you on a road of corduroy and maple and I sang to you Early one morning drinking

The dog it bites and the bee it stings But Elvis never worried about these kinds of things Your parents don't know that you're in a band But that's ok because they'd never understand why you want to live downtown Key Largo was playing at the Revue Ci

Up In Flames You don't have to dance with me, you don't have to dance at all. You can just lie there looking good, or you can play by yourself. We should be careful because the canyons scream as the valley sleeps at night. Then the fear takes hold, a

Look at a picture of you on a horse With a bridle your father bought On a trip to Vermont in the fall Autumn is staring you down red and brown By the mane of a dying elm And the look on your face says it all. Four lean hounds in a row Where in the wo