When The Day Is Short Martha Wainwright

When the day is short And the nights are long It's a different world Where the rules are wrong And I, I will go home with who Whoever is sure Are you sure?

Martha Rufus Wainwright

Martha it's your brother calling Time to go up north and see mother, Things are harder for her now And neither of us is really that much older than each other Anymore Martha it's your brother calling Have

Leave Behind Martha Wainwright

Leave behind the dog Leave behind the God Believe me when I say There's a danger comin' our way It's been lovely travellin' this way Thanks to the sun the moon the night and the day But the sea can no

Whither Must I Wander Martha Wainwright

Hunger my driver, I go where I must Cold blows the winter wind over hill and heather: Thick drives the rain and my roof is in the dust Loved of wise men was the shade of my roof-tree The true word of welcome

Everything Wrong Martha Wainwright

I do most everything wrong Even on the day you were born My husband's been lyin' and cheatin' I turned my cheek and reason I change my tune every day There is one thing I want you to be That is smarter

Radio Star Martha Wainwright

coming at last On the radio star We've traveled so far On the radio star We don't love anymore And I want you to know that everything that is in your head Can be heard night and day So watch what you

The Maker Martha Wainwright

one, often a staged one Oh, maybe we can get it on the ground The story is a new one, it's based on a re-run You wouldn't have known it if I hadn't brought it up Oh, maybe we should just let it go Oh

TV Show Martha Wainwright

I'm not such a good lover I'm a better talker So when you touch me there I'm scared that you'll see Not the way that I don't love you But the way that I don't love myself And there are things these days

I Am Sorry Martha Wainwright

I am sorry I yelled at you 'Bout the baby's clothes 'Bout the car on fire About love The seven year itch Is quite a bitch it's true But believe me I don't lie I love you And we can make it If you don't

Can You Believe It? Martha Wainwright

I really like the makeup sex It's the only kind I ever get And when I'm gazing longingly in your eyes It's not for you but the self I left behind Can you believe it Can you believe it Can you believe it

Who Was I Kidding Martha Wainwright

Left the pain before the dawn She never thought it would or could be easy Been inclined to carry on Hold my hard head And watch you walk out on me See the tears one by one They fall down my hard head Forever

Don't Forget Martha Wainwright

Summer comes and rain falls away But the very next day it seems The snow comes to stay And you too will go just like the dog days do I'll put on my hat, my gloves, my scarf To keep the cold apart But there

This Life Martha Wainwright

This, this life Is boring This, this life Right now is snoring That's all right That's okay It's still worth living When it is not I got the gun for my head Want to break free instead But I could never

Bloody Mother Fucking Asshole Martha Wainwright

Poetry is no place for a heart that's a whore And I'm young & I'm strong But I feel old & tired Overfired And I've been poked & stoked It's all smoke, there's no more fire Only desire For you, whoever

G.P.T. Martha Wainwright

Cop a ride or catch a feel I won't be late, I won't decline your invite tonight this starry cold night It's six o'clock get up the block don't be scared don't be shocked I'll be there tonight on yours

Far Away Martha Wainwright

I know that we've never met before But that was then, and now I need you more Is someone here keeping the score? Is there only dying at your door?

Set The Fire To The Third Bar Martha Wainwright

I find the map and draw a straight line Over rivers, farms, and state lines The distance from here to where you'd be It's only finger-lengths that I see I touch the place where I'd find your face

Martha (BBC Live Version) Rufus Wainwright

Listen while you read Please enable javascript to see this content Martha, it's your brother calling Time to go up north and see mother Things are harder for her now And neither of us is really that much

I Wanna Make An Arrest Martha Wainwright

I don't mind being left behind I no longer care where the sound is coming from I can't hear the tears in your eyes I am always always in disguise I wanna make an arrest And stop time and this test And

All Your Clothes Martha Wainwright

Where've you been these days I thought I saw you underneath the vines I look for you there Makes more sense than looking to the sky I see they've cut your hair and grown between your eyes I hope your body

Ball And Chain Martha Wainwright

Got your hand up all in my shirt And you know that it hurts Ball & chain My ball & chain Crossing the street you look so fine Making up everything that's in my mind Ball & chain Ball & chain You are the

These Flowers Martha Wainwright

to school & don't come back And I am like their mother Waiting around about to crack Crack Crack I want them back Crack Crack I want them back Back Back Back You are like a flower You rise & rise to the

Factory Martha Wainwright

These are not my people, I should never have come here The chick with a dick and the gift for the gab I know a place, I've seen the face And I'll take the coast from factory to factory Ah These night's

Four Black Sheep Martha Wainwright

Get in the car We're late for the gig But don't go too fast It's been snowing since 10am And we'll never be this free again Crossin' the bridge Over the Gatineau To the side that I know Where the light

Some People Martha Wainwright

Some make the changes in the daylight Others make the changes in the night Some only read the rainbows Others only read the clouds in the sky I don't want to be the one to tell you that I don't love the

Proserpina Martha Wainwright

Proserpina Proserpina come home to momma come home to momma Proserpina Proserpina come home to mother come home to momma now I shall punish the Earth I shall turn down the heat I shall take away every

Martha Tom Waits

Operator, number, please: it's been so many years Will she remember my old voice while I fight the tears? Hello, hello there, is this Martha?

Little Martha Bad Company

Hello little Martha There you stand with the stems of the roses still in your hand The seasons of time The weather, your face, you little Martha, there's no disgrace So now little Martha, here you live

Martha Tim Buckley

Operator, number please It's been so many years She'll remember my old voice While I fight the tears Hello, hello there, is this Martha?

Martha Meat Loaf

Operator, number please It's been so many years And she'll remember my old voice While I fight the tears Hello, hello there, is this Martha?

Martha The Frames

Hey Martha why are you crying? Is it for the same reason you were crying yesterday? Don't you know a bad situation when you see one?

Martha Maria Kelly

"It might be the end of the world but like, it’s fine" I got a call from Martha Everything has changed now I tell her time will heal it But time has made it worse somehow It’s really got me thinking That

Martha Jefferson Airplane

Martha she listens for the ticking of my footsteps Patiently She sifts the hairy air that's worn and wood swept pleasantly She does as she pleases she listens for me <Interlude> Martha she

Five Years Old Loudon Wainwright III

CHORUS: Happy birthday Martha, happy birthday, birthday girl I'm sorry I can't be there for that party, birthday girl But pin the tail upon the donkey in that party dress Balloons, and cake, 2 kinds of

Father/Daughter Dialogue Loudon Wainwright III

[Martha] Dearest Daddy with your songs Do you hope to right your wrongs?

Lillian & Martha Anna Tivel

the paper sits upon the step, the messenger already gone and lillian sits next to it, and looks across the coming dawn the type is bold enough to read, for eyes so tired and set with time and lillian

Martha Wolfgang Ambros

Auskunft bitte, wo is die Martha de i so lang scho suach.

I've Got To Use My Imagination Martha Reeves

I've really got to use my imagination To think of good reasons To keep on keepin' on Got to make the best of a bad situation Ever since that day I woke up and found That you were gone Darkness all around

Sonnet 43 Rufus Wainwright

When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see, For all the day they view things unrespected But when I sleep in dreams they look on thee And darkly bright are bright in dark directed.

Mostly Martha The Crew Cuts

Jane has the lips Mary has the arms And it's hard to resist Lola and her charms Sue wants to be everything to me Yet in dreams, I always see Mostly Martha, mostly Martha Makes me melt like butter on toast

I'll Build A Stairway To Paradise Rufus Wainwright

All you preachers Who delight in panning the dancing teachers Let me tell you there are a lot of features Of the dance that carry you through The gates of Heaven It's madness To be always sitting around

Martha my dear BEATLES

Martha my dear though I spend days in conversation please remember me Martha my love don't forget me Martha my dear Hold you head up you silly girl look what you've done When you find yourself in the

Martha My Dear BEATLES

Martha my dear though I spend my days in conversation, Please Remember me Martha my love, Don't forget me Martha my dear Hold your head up you silly girl look what you've done When you find yourself

Martha My Dear BEATLES

Martha my dear, though I spend my days in conversation please, remember me. Martha my love, don't forget me, Martha my dear. Hold your head up, you silly girl, look what you've done.

Martha, My Dear Madeleine Peyroux

Martha, my dear Though I spend my days in conversation Please remember me Martha, my love, dont forget me Martha, my dear Hold your head up, you silly girl Look what youve done When you find yourself

Martha - M'Appari Michael Bolton

SYNOPSES Lady Harriet and her maid Nancy, disguised as peasants called Martha and Julia, have unwittingly bound themselves for a years' service to Lionel and Plunket, two local farmers.

You Never Phone Loudon Wainwright III

Sometimes I wonder ow wow ow wow ow wow What you must think of me My address and phone number must be Misty in your memory This year my birthday came and went No call was made no card was sent But I got the

Matinee Idol (Album Version) Rufus Wainwright

To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar This is the day The day of the death The death of the matinee idol Still so beautiful as the angels As the angels came down from high So sweet and so soft So

Matinee Idol Rufus Wainwright

This is the day The day of the death The death of the matinee idol Still so beautiful as the angels As the angels came down from high So sweet and so soft So charmingly daft So young was the matinee idol

That's My Desire (Remastered 2000) Martha Tilton

To spend one night with you in our old rendezvous And reminisce with you that's my desire To meet where gypsies play down in that dim cafe And dance 'till break of day that's my desire We'll sip a little