The end has comeThe sky has lost its sunThe harm is doneHe was the only oneThere goes my babeThere goes what might have beenThere goes my babeIn the cool morning rainAnd now my hea...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Buffalo Springfield
Oh, hello, Mr. Soul, I dropped by to pick up a reasonFor the thought that I caught that my head is the event of the seasonWhy in crowds just a trace of my face could seem so pleasi...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Buffalo Springfield
Sit down I think I love youAnyway I'd like to tryI can't stop thinking of youIf you go I'll know I cryCan't you see that I'm a desperate manI can hide, just being aroundYou want to...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Buffalo Springfield
Oh, hello, Mr. Soul, I dropped by to pick up a reasonFor the thought that I caught that my head is the event of the seasonWhy in crowds just a trace of my face could seem so pleasi...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Buffalo Springfield
There's something happening hereBut what it is ain't exactly clearThere's a man with a gun over thereTelling me I got to bewareI think it's time we stop, children, what's that soun...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Buffalo Springfield
There's something happening hereWhat it is ain't exactly clearThere's a man with a gun over thereTelling me I got to bewareI think it's time we stop, children, what's that soundEve...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Buffalo Springfield
You’re so of a child suspended in spaceCrying out to youBeckons you to yet another fine placeWhere the trials of life are fewDon’t think you’re living longWho says you are co...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Buffalo Springfield
You ask me to read this letterThat you wrote the night beforeAnd you really should know better'Cause she's worth a whole lot moreBrother, you know you can't run away and hideIs it ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Buffalo Springfield
Listen to my songIt isn't very longYou'll see before I'm goneThat everybody's wrongThose of us who runTo catch a moment in the sunSeem to find the when we're doneThat we weren't su...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Buffalo Springfield
Look at the sad goodbyesEvery day's a killing timeSun coming up outsideNo men are born this timeSaturday's child stays homeNothing to say so long[Chorus]Well, well, wellAnother day...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Buffalo Springfield