Why doesn't he try and see
What this is doing to you and me?
I wish he could just let it be,
Instead of misery.
Instead of causing this pain
Why can't it be how it was again?
Selfi...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Way
Used to say, nothin ever comes my way,
Guess I'd have to wait another day
Here I stay, no surprises
Things are different now, it got that way some how
It's true just what they say
...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Wearies
If your man don't understand you (No)
If you fly on seperate wings
Waste no time - make a change (Right now)
Ride that man right off your range
Rub him out of your romance (yea)
D...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Weather Girls
Hi - we're your weather girls.
And have we got news for you? You've gotta listen:
Get ready all you lonely girls and leave those umbrellas at home.
The humidity is risin - risin
B...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Weather Girls
If he don’t mean it, he won’t say it, and I can tell
If I don’t mean it, I won't say it, and his face fell
But it’s so seldom I believe it – it takes a clear kind of da...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Weather Station
Humid wood, you felt good
And you shook your tangled hair down
With the sweat in your eyes
And all the black flies
Under lidded skies
You lie down there in the grasses
On the...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Weather Station
All spring I was driving
Every river swollen with rain, every stream a torrent
Over the highway bridges that run high across the plains, flooded
“Half of the Maritimes,” the...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Weather Station
Just cause it came so easy like quiet evenings in my kitchen
Just cause it came so easy like little breezes of indecision
Line of ants came crawling through the cracks there in m...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Weather Station
You were always so adamant
You told me
That the one thing I was missing
I didn't know I was free
Tonight, when I pulled the car around
I was alone under the sky
And I was thi...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Weather Station
You could go for hours, months, and days
In that half-hearted, pinched kind of way
And you don’t get too often to the bruise-coloured lake
To stand, hands in your pockets
S...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Weather Station