The leaving trains Leaving hollywood Sunset to the sea Where the waves Ride in on horses I'm looking for her light Creeping coastline of lights The
Ever since the fall I've abandoned all the shadows Replacing history with moral victories And this light around my body, what it seems to be I'm still
Little roadside restaurant We artfully complain Groovy tells the waitress That his chicken died in vain Most every day goes by According to design I
Now everybody calls me Bo I got no money but all my row Some folks say I'm just a no good kind I can ride for miles in an old boxcar Smoke cigarettes
Coastguard are you familiar? High tides are not peculiar And on the table is a yellow coat On the table is a yellow coat Mummy tries Bye, bye Mummy tries
Everybody calls me bo I got no money but I hold my row Some folks say I'm just a no good guy But I can ride for miles in old boxcar smoke cigarettes butts
Heard from the TV of the latest bombing The girls were dancing She was coming of age Shells fired out Flowers mowed down Innocence targeted Whose God
I'm gonna head down to the coast Where nothing ever seems to matter You know I love it there the most When every piece of my world gets scattered Blue
I knew I could never hold that girl She was born to see the world And all I got is a picture she mailed me Barefoot in the snow white sand A bag of sea
(eric carmen) It's time to leave, this party's boring I'd rather be alone -- with you I found a place where we can go Just the two of us will know 'cause
( written by Neil Young ) The world is turning, I hope it don't turn away The world is turning, I hope it don't turn away All my pictures are falling
Woke up in another lifetime It's a shame it's just not right now Dreaming of the coast of Carolina Dreaming all the ways that you will smile Come down
I'm a face full of pimples Heavy lenses, hay hair And bad breath mouth Daft dressed, slow thinking And the rails on my teeth Makes me wanna hide I'm
Albert's always sincere, he's a sensitive type His intentions are clear, he wanna be well-liked Better think of nothing, then are we anything? Is it better
I only want to sit Alone beside the sea Awake another night To understand What in the world Does make this place So beautiful I only want to hear Everything
She emerges like Ursula from Dr. No Me I'm her James I'm the double O We have an understanding We fly together and avoid crashlanding There's only one
Well, you're a long walk from my street And I'm dying in this summer heat I hope like hell you're waiting, waiting Everybody's living like they're crazy
Yo Dre, I thought I was dead West coast I'm the doctor's advocate Nigga Dre shot ya Brought me back from the dead That's why they call him the doctor