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Traveling on a greyhound bus Round trip fare An artist and a poet once met Very enchanted by one another Embraced in each other's arms Lying her ..

Behind these closed doors Everything is quiet, everything is hushed He is drunk again tonight I count the days and mark them down on the calendar ..

Coffee house blues On a cloudy day, just waiting For the sun to shine through Feeling the coffeehouse blues Everyone is here hanging out Evening ..

No flower strewn pathways all my life through Orange and yellow sunsets make me so blue Flowers they eventually wilt as I so weep Love only comes..

When the stars no longer shine He is no longer mine Existing, just existing, that's all Nothing else matters to me Took back his love He left m..

Zepher winds blew Yesterday as we traveled thru time Xtra special was the moment we spent kissing With you under the shade of the elm trees Very m..

If I could turn back time Free myself from this broken heart of mine I wouldn't be quite so naive Care more about me Out of this shell I would..

Just cruising down Hoffman Road back in 1956 Up around the bend where the horses run free Sally & me, jamming to the new rock n roll music Ther..

A love worthy of you Long walks along the seashore Often spent feeding the seagulls Very much I love this quiet time Enjoying each moment with y..

A touch of make up she wears Tidbit of rouge On her high boned cheeks Upon her face she paints a picture Camoflages her eyes with a tad of eyesh..