Computer man says it's the end of time December 31st, 1999 People buying up army surplus things Afraid of what the new year will bring I live back in
bruised and beaten Wake up from the floor that I've been sleeping Next to the radio that you broke Yeah, the hits just keep on coming Summer skies, alibi, December
wanna be On an old park bench in the middle of December Cold hard rain fallin', can't find no cover That would be alright with me Hard days, good times, blue skies
remember The skies were so blue That lucky old moon I promised to you Now it's gone lately Something's happening I don't understand Oh, how come decembers
already sold it. On that day, That day I walked away in December. I will always remember. I'll regret it forever. I remember brown eyes, So sad and blue skies
a hundred rune Decembers from the noise of the crowded streets down to the soles of the wandering feet I drank the blue skies filled with telephone lines
Love, baby, love In July, August or December Anytime at all Touche, you've hit me with a powerful tune Touche, the pettiness of my croon When skies
You'll never stop the rain from falling down, down, down Down, down, down It's colder than I remember, at this time last December The win was blowin' and, the skies
you Somebody born You will hear his horn, his horn It's not far away Lift up your head and say There's gonna be a great day When the skies went
Some early morn' You will hear his horn, his horn It's not far away Lift up your head and say There's gonna be a great day When the skies went
saw drakkars between the silence, in the dream when the witches called the spirits from forest from hornedlands to lindisfarne... lords of the fjord, turned daylight into december
fade Though our skies grow grey Haunted winds speak of fallen homes Painted eyes leave a tear In her heart I place a promise that shall live Amongst December
I guess that's the life walking in his shoes All we need now is a dutch and a brew It's mid-December in here Seventy degrees and the skies are clear
Like December snow That lays in the wood You're gone too soon I knew you should With October skies You brought your love But November came Taking all
Christmas day is near Family and friends all are here I can't believe that you're still here with me We've come through mountains of pain Cloudy skies
stop and look And they ask themselves everyday, where are we going? But the Bowman turned and carried on HAL prepared for childhood's end And it came out of dark and wintry skies On a terrible December
a lot of ways of saying what I want to say to you There's songs and poems and promises and dreams that might come true But I won't talk of starry skies
a lot of ways of sayin' What I wanna say to you There's songs and poems and promises And dreams that might come true But I won't talk of starry skies