well, the crowd has mostly gone
and I saw a bridesmaid yawn
they’re bringing up the lights
and the band, they took their shot
played that tune that’s always hot
but no one bites
how much champagne did you drink?
every time those glasses clinked
saw you come alive
I’m just sorry how we fought
all that baggage that we brought
we’ve got a ways to drive
and I’m hoping that we’ve got
time to tie the knot on one last song
something slow
something sweet
something gets us on our feet
been so long since the last we had this dance
one that’s mercy
to our ears
one that brings back all the years
one that takes us back
to why we took this chance
play us something slow
I can see, before you speak
you’ve already halfway through next week
which days you’ve got the kids
and I’ve been thinking small and big
and if I oughta take that gig
will that put us on the skids?
but then I saw that brand-new bride
bathed in joy, a flood of pride
sparkler in her hand
and oh but once upon a time
that was us, without a dime
listening to the band
so I’m hoping that we’ve got
time to tie the knot on one last song
something slow
something sweet
something gets us on our feet
been so long since the last we had this dance
one that’s mercy
to our ears
one that brings back all the years
one that takes us back
to why we took this chance
play us something slow
You’ve got me buzzin’
While saying nothing
You know it’s somethin’
To look into your eyes
I take your hand and
You’ve got me dancing
So damn romantic
In the evening light
Like a magnet babe
I’m attracted babe
On my baddest day
I’ll be glad to say
I love the way
You make me feel
Mmmm
You’ve got me buzzin’
I’m bad at bluffing
Love every moment
I am here with you
AT THE END OF THE STREET
SOMEWHERE HIDDEN FROM THE LIGHT
IN THE MIDST OF A RETREAT
WINDOWS SCAN THE MISTY RAIN
AT THE END OF THE STREET
SOMEWHERE UNDERNEATH THE SKY
STATUES STANDING ALL ALONE
BURNING IN YELLOW HEAT
AT THE END OF THE STREET
OVER WHERE THE CORNERS MEET
OLD MEN GRASP THEY’RE WORRY BEADS
TILL THE DAYLIGHT DISAPPEARS
INTO A WHISPER IN YOUR EARS
GUARDED BY A PICKET FENCE
FAR BEYOND THE ALLEY WAY
CONCRETE COVERS UP THE LEAVES
AT THE END OF THE STREET
OVER WHERE THE CORNERS MEET
OLD MEN GRASP THEY’RE WORRY BEADS
TILL THE DAYLIGHT DISAPPEARS
INTO A WHISPER IN YOUR EARS
METAL WHEELS UPON A TRACK
GRINDING THRU THE MORNING AIR
SOMEONE SLIPS INTO A DREAM
AT THE END OF THE STREET
LYRICS
I could be a carpenter
Or I could be a tool
I could be a foreign King
Or I could be a fool
It doesn’t matter what I am as long as it’s with you
I could be in Amsterdam
Or stuck in Timbuktu
I could be in Bethlehem
Or up upon the moon
It doesn’t matter where I am as long as you’re there too
Anywhere I go, the most I need to know is
Whether you’re in tow, it’s all I need to know
Anywhere I go, the most I need to know is
Whether you’re in tow, it’s all I need to know
I could be the richest man
But green would leave me blue
I could travel Holy Lands
But nothing else is true
It doesn’t matter where I go or anything I do
It doesn’t matter what I am as long as it’s with you
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