Lyrics for Scott..
Heaven can wait
And a band of angels wrapped up in my heart
Will take me through the lonely night
Through the cold of the day
And I know
I know
Heaven can wait
And all the gods come down here just to sing for me
And the melody's gonna make me fly
Without pain
Without fear
Give me all of your dreams
And let me go along on your way
Give me all of your prayers to sing
And I'll turn the night into the skylight of day
I got a taste of paradise
I'm never gonna let it slip away
I got a taste of paradise
It's all I really need to make me stay
Just like a child again
Heaven can wait
And all I got is time until the end of time
I won't look back
I won't look back
Let the altars shine
And I know that I've been released
But I don't know to where
And nobody's gonna tell me now
And I don't really care
No no no
I got a taste of paradise
That's all I really need to make me stay
I got a taste of paradise
If I had it any sooner you know
You know I never would have run away from my home
Heaven can wait
And all I got is time until the end of time
I won't look back
I won't look back
Let the altars shine
Songwriters
JIM STEINMAN
RC,
Thanks, (I think) for the memories.
Seems like this was the song that I remembered the most....
And,
For you and my Friends,
"The Words."
"Two Out Of Three Ain't Bad"
Baby we can talk all night
But that ain't getting us nowhere
I told you everything I possibly can
There's nothing left inside of here
And maybe you can cry all night
But that'll never change the way I feel
The snow is really piling up outside
I wish you wouldn't make me leave here
I poured it on and I poured it out
I tried to show you just how much I care
I'm tired of words and I'm too hoarse to shout
But you've been cold to me so long
I'm crying icicles instead of tears
And all I can do is keep on telling you
I want you
I need you
But there ain't no way
I'm ever gonna love you
Now don't be sad
'Cause two out of three ain't bad
Now don't be sad
'Cause two out of three ain't bad
You'll never find your gold on a sandy beach
You'll never drill for oil on a city street
I know you're looking for a ruby
In a mountain of rocks
But there ain't no Coupe de Ville hiding
At the bottom of a Cracker Jack box
I can't lie
I can't tell you that I'm something I'm not
No matter how I try
I'll never be able to give you something
Something that I just haven't got
There's only one girl that I will ever love
And that was so many years ago
And though I know I'll never get her out of my heart
She never loved me back, ooh I know
I remember how she left me on a stormy night
She kissed me and got out of our bed
And though I pleaded and I begged her
Not to walk out that door
She packed her bags and turned right away
And she kept on telling me
She kept on telling me
She kept on telling me
I want you
I need you
But there ain't no way
I'm ever gonna love you
Now don't be sad
'Cause two out of three ain't bad
Don't be sad
'Cause two out of three ain't bad
Baby we can talk all night
But that ain't getting us nowhere
Best,
Scott
The irony of lyrics....
I made a set of trunk keys today for a guy from the Sheriff's Department.
He's restoring a classic....
A 1964 Cadillac Coupe De Ville!
6 cuts on a B10 blank.
Took all of 15 minutes.
He said that he'd give me a ride when it's finished....
Ridin' with the king?
Reminds me of....never mind.
Of course I'll take pictures!
Then, I picked open an "American" brand 5 pin padlock in less than 30 seconds and then rekeyed it.
Got another "bank job" coming up; opening a safe deposit box....
Ah! It's good to be good at what you do and love doin' it!
Should have bought me a lottery ticket.
Might just make the new year different...
I think it's up to $400 MILLION!
But any true gambler will say, "It's a sucker bet."
I say, "Can't win it if you ain't in it."
Cough.
