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Here she comes again
Like a long lost friend
You know she'll only drag you around
You can't chain the wind to the ground
But here she comes again

And she drags you down
Makes you play the clown
You know she's only leading you on
You will never be the tune to her song
But here she comes again

Yeah you told me you'd break free someday
But I can see that you're still wearing chains
Too many lonely nights
Too many sad goodbyes
Too much pain

And she leaves you like before
Close your eyes, and close the door
All you know is that you've lost at the game
You try to find some way to deal with the pain
Until she comes again

Until she comes again

Now it's all been said and done
And I guess you're really gone
Oh, I never meant to hurt you like I did
But I guess I tried too hard
And now it seems I've broken
My own heart

Well you know you really tried
Just to keep your pain inside
Now I can't forget the magic of your touch
How could I have ever loved and lost so much
I guess it ain't no secret now
I'm not so tough

Why does true love always end
Like a whisper in the wind
It surrounds me and it tears my world apart
Wraps around me as it swallows up my heart
And here we are alone again
Where do we start?

Yet another 3 am
You know this bottle ain't my friend
Where are you girl, do you ever call my name?
Are you lonely when you're walking in the rain?
Can we really love again?
Whose to blame?

But it's all been said and done
Yeah, I guess you're really gone
And I'll never feel your warm embrace again
I close my eyes and all this pain comes crashing in
Tell me why we play these games
No one wins

we search for caring
and loves more caring
we need sharing
but fails,more to share
caring and sharing is the true love
anyone wish to share more
he can care more
then he should be cared and shared more...
but it is not easy to care and share
until we understand each-other
if we fails to share, no one will care !

I've heard stories of loneliness
I've heard stories of pain
I've seen bloodshot skies through bloodshot eyes
And I've weathered a whole lot of rain

I've traveled down some windy highways
Crowded by people in fear
Where memories grow like the weeds in the park
And you water them down with a beer

But I never hear a thing
about you
I don't ever hear a thing
about you

All nestled down in a windy truck stop
Just off the interstate
Noticing how the lines on the map
Look like the lines time drew on my face

I'd like to show you the dreams I've grown
In the garden in the back of my mind
I get flowers that look just like you
Time after time after time

But I never hear a thing
about you
I don't ever hear a thing
about you

Sometimes I think that you might pass my way again
And then I think I hear your voice
But I know it's just the wind

'Cause I never hear a thing
About you, no
I don't ever hear a thing
About you

At just 13 I hit the open streets
Every stranger was the world I'd meet
My every sorrow in the things they cried
A wastrel wandering through a lullaby

State to state and town to town I'd go
From desert dawn to Colorado snow
Both oceans soothed away my salty aches
Thunder showing me the sound truth makes

Stormy beaches in California
Hurricane warnings in the Florida Keys
Everywhere I went the clouds were forming
And every storm I met was just like me
In my wastrel days

Starlit meadows and an Autumn sky
Lilac breezes as the clouds roll by
Life was the essence of a southern kiss
And a Dixie woman that I sometimes miss

Instrumental in my wastrel days
Were dreams of angels who'd correct my ways
But they never showed I'm uncorrected still
Wild at heart I wander where I will

Stormy beaches in California
Hurricane warnings in the Florida Keys
Everywhere I went the clouds were forming
And every storm I met was just like me
In my wastrel days

Cold Utah morning nineteen-Christmas time
And home is nothing but a dream of mine
I guess it's nothing but a good dream still
That I'd like to find but maybe I never will

Stormy beaches in California
Hurricane warnings in the Florida Keys
Everywhere I went the clouds were forming
And every storm I met was just like me
In my wastrel days

The way to this site, we found just a while
Not planned before and hoped to get
We met here, and wrote something special
Someone is great, but others not much
And we never hesitated to greet them like others,
And we know our PINKy got something bad
It is usual in human life
We sure she is a great poet and with kind hearted
She will write more and more
About life, nature and true love
Many times she gave us tears and smile
We never forget her kind comments and care
We know if we seen a photo of her in the raw
There should be a best poem
We all wish our PINKy to get well soon
And to come back soon
And she will give us a peerless smile
We have ever seen before...

Verse I:

I'm a space age new-wave farmer, but I'm still an old-fashioned man.
I sell genetically engineered tomaters, out front at my roadside stand.
I don't breed livestock anymore, I'm clonin' pigs and sheep and cows.
I got a PHD in biology, don't know why but I do know how.


Chorus:

Well you can call me the New MacDonald,
We can chat when I'm on line.
And you can reach me vi-a email,
Or you can fax me any time.
Yeah they call me the New MacDonald,
I'm a agri-C.E.O.
You can find my stock on NASDAQ,
Listed E.I.E.I.O.
Yeah I'm the New MacDonald,
Oh Yeah, the New MacDonald.




Verse II:

My John Deere's got cruise control, an' a eight-disk DVD.
A-C, auto, white-walled tires, it's a beautiful sight to see.
I got a global satellite uplink, built into my pick-up truck.
Keep her out in the barn an' ev-ry mornin' jump in an' boot 'er up.


Verse III:

I got a gal, met her on the net, she's the laser of my life.
An' if I play my cards just right, gonna' be the farmer's wife.
She can program a computer', she can bake a cherry pie.
Memorized the Kama Sutra, an' she can make the bed sheets fly.


Verse IV:

Grow mushrooms in my cellar, sell for fifty bucks an ounce.
Take you on a trip most anywhere, don't even have to leave the house.
Got cash crops I don't talk about, 'cause of the DEA.
Makin' money while the sun shines, an son that sure ain't hay.

I
You're a bad news kinda' girl,
I could read it in your eyes,
And the way you flip your hair,
When you're buildin' alibis.

Chorus
Oh! Oh! Nanette! You went through my life like a breeze.
Oh! Oh! Nanette! Now I'm beggin' ya' please, baby please!
Call me or come by. Just please give me a try.
You knocked upon my door. I was all fogged up'n sore.
You were clearly in distress, but I wasn't at my best.
An' I let you get away. Now I'm cryin' ev-ry day.
Oh! Oh! Nanette! Now I'm beggin' ya' please, baby please!
Oh! Oh! Nanette! Can't ya' see me here on my knees?

II
No I don't care where you been,
Or who you was with last night.
Now baby I just need to know,
That you're gonna' be alright.

III
I don't have no agenda.
Not tryin' to do you in.
No, I'm just another soul,
An' I been where you have been.

Verse I

Thought we would be together and nevermore to part.
I put aside my pride and then I gave to her my heart.
I thought she was my angel, sent down from above.
She said I really love ya baby, but it's not that kind of love.


Chorus

What kind of love could it be?
Where she don't want to see only me?
I never thought I'd be the fool,
Home with a broken heart, wond'rin',
What kind of love could it be.


Verse II

And so I found another, we dated for a while.
This girl had a lot of class and had a lot of style.
She seemed to be the perfect fit that I'd been dreamin' of.
She said I really love ya baby, but it's not that kind of love.


Verse III

So listen to me baby and listen to me well.
I've seen a lot of women, way more than I can tell.
I may seem like the hand, that fits your velvet glove,
And I really love ya baby, but it's not that kind of love.


Final Chorus

What kind of love could it be?
I'd tell ya' girl but you would never see.
Now you don't wanna' be the one,
Home with a broken heart, wond'rin',
What kind of love could it be.

Verse I

Gotta find me a woman,
Who knows how to treat a man.
Not just some barroom hook-up,
Or a desp'rate one night stand.


Chorus

Are you out there somewhere?
The one I'm lookin' for.
The one that will complete me,
The one I can adore.
Do you know the secret?
T'unlock this heart of mine.
So tired of being lonely.
And achin' all the time.


Verse II

Been lookin' for that someone,
With that style and grace and charm,
Not another pretty face,
Or some candy for my arm.


Verse III

I need someone who knows just how,
T' keep her man satisfied.
Someone to meet me atth' door,
With lovin' arms open wide.


Verse IV

A woman to wake up with,
For the day's first sleepy kiss.
A girl who's soft and tender,
Who can turn my life to bliss