Days of Open Hand
Vega Suzanne lyrics
Vega Suzanne lyrics
"Solitude Standing Lyrics"
Suzanne Vega
Solitude stands by the window
She turns her head as I walk in the room
I can see by her eyes she's been waiting
Standing in the slant of the late afternoon
And she turns to me with her hand extended
Her palm is split with a flower with a flame
Solitude stands in the doorway
And I'm struck once again by her black silhouette<
Poor Napoleon Lyrics
I can't lie on this bed anymore it burns my skin You can take the truthful things you've said to me And put them on the head of a pin Poor Napoleon You always look s
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By her long cool stare and her silenceI can't lie on this bed anymore it burns my skin You can take the truthful things you've said to me And put them on the head of a pin Poor Napoleon You always look s
I suddenly remember each time we've met
And she turns to me with her hand extended
Her palm is split with a flower with a flame
And she says "I've come to set a twisted thing straight"
And she says "I've come to lighten this dark heart"
And she takes my wrist, I feel her imprint of fear
And I say "I've never thought f finding you here"
I turn to the crowd as they're watching
They're sitting all together in the dark in the warm
I wanted to be in there among them
I see how their eyes are gathered into one
And then she turns to me with her hand extended
Her palm is split with a flower with a flame
And she says "I've come to set a twisted thing straight"
And she
One Of The Best Ones (6:57) Lyrics
Guess I'd get along without you If I had no choice It's taken me this long to find you Done a lot of getting ready for this Some things we learn so slow But look at y
says"l've come to lighten this dark heart"Guess I'd get along without you If I had no choice It's taken me this long to find you Done a lot of getting ready for this Some things we learn so slow But look at y
And she takes my wrist, I feel her imprint of fear
And I say "I've never thought of finding you here"
Solitude stands in the doorway
And I'm
By her long cool stare and her silence
I suddenly remember each time we've met
And she turns to me with her hand extended
Her palm is split with a flower with a flame