Truly Madly Deeply

   Darren Hayes

I'll be your dream

I'll be your wish  I'll be your fantasy

I'll be your hope  I'll be your love

Be everything that you need

I'll love you more with every breath

Truly, Madly, Deeply do

I will be strong I will be faithful

'cause I'm counting on

A new beginning

A reason for living

A deeper meaning

I want to stand with you on a mountain

I want to bathe with you in the sea

I want to lay like this forever

Until the sky falls down on me

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No Milk Today
by Hermits Herman's


N
o milk today, my love has gone away
The bottle stands forlorn, a symbol of the dawn
No milk today, it seems a common sight
But people passing by don't know the reason why

How could they know just what this message means
The end of my hopes, the end of all my dreams
How could they know the palace there had been
Behind the door where my love reigned as queen

No milk today, it wasn't always so
The company was gay, we'd turn night into day

But all that's left is a place dark and lonely
A terraced house in a mean street back of town
Becomes a shrine when I think of you only
Just two up two down

No milk today, it wasn't always so

The company was gay, we'd turn night into day
As music played the faster did we dance
We felt it both at once, the start of our romance

How could they know just what this message means
The end of my hopes, the end of all my dreams
How could they know a palace there had been
Behind the door where my love reigned as queen

No milk today, my love has gone away
The bottle stands forlorn, a symbol of the dawn

But all that's left is a place dark and lonely
A terraced house in a mean street back of town
Becomes a shrine when I think of you only
Just two up two down

No milk today, my love has gone away
The bottle stands forlorn, a symbol of the dawn
No milk today, it seems a common sight
But people passing by don't know the reason why

How could they know just what this message means
The end of my hopes, the end of all my dreams
How could they know a palace there had been
Behind the door where my love reigned as queen

No milk today, it wasn't always so
The company was gay, we'd turn night into day

But all that's left is a place dark and lonely
A terraced house in a mean street back of town
Oh all that's left is a place dark and lonely
A terraced house in a mean street back of town
Oh all that's left is a place dark and lonely
A terraced house in a mean street back of town

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Better man¡@¡@¡@¡@¡@Robbie Williams

Send someone to love me
I need to rest in arms
Keep me safe from harm
In pouring rain

Give me endless summer
Lord I fear the cold
Feel I'm getting old
Before my time

As my soul heals the shame
I will grow through this pain
Lord I'm doing all I can
To be a better man

Go easy on my conscience
'Cause it's not my fault
I know I've been taught
To take the blame

Rest assured my angels
Will catch my tears
Walk me out of here
I'm in pain

As my soul heals the shame
I will grow through this pain
Lord I'm doing all I can
To be a better man

Once you've found that lover
You're homeward bound
Love is all around
Love is all around

I know some have fallen on stony ground
But Love is all around

Send someone to love me
I need to rest in arms
Keep me safe from harm
In pouring rain

Give me endless summer
Lord I fear the cold
Feel I'm getting old
Before my time

As my soul heals the shame
I will grow through this pain
Lord I'm doing all I can
To be a better man

I Am A Rock
1965 by Paul Simon

    
A winter's day, in a deep and dark December;
        
I am alone,       gazing from my window to the streets below
   
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
  
I am a Rock,       I am an island.



I've built walls, a fortress deep and mighty,
              
That none may penetrate. I have no need of friendship;  Friendship causes pain.
 
 It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.

I Am A Rock,       I am an island.

         
Don't talk of love, but I've heard the words before;
   
It's sleeping in my memory. I won't disturb the slumber of feelings That have died. 
 
If I never loved I never would have cried.

I Am A Rock, I am an island.


        
I have my books, and my poetry to protect me;

I am shielded in my armor, hiding in my room, save within my womb.
   
I touched no one and no one touches me.

I Am A Rock, I am an island.


   
And a rock feels no pain;
      
And an island never cries!


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