04-11-2012, 12:06 PM
(04-11-2012, 11:59 AM)HairOfTheDog Wrote:(04-11-2012, 11:47 AM)IMaDick Wrote: Everybody talkin' 'bout the seventh son in the whole wide world there is only one
Talkin 'bout me, talking at me; talk, talk, talk...
Everybody's talking at me.
I don't hear a word they're saying,
Only the echoes of my mind.
People stopping staring,
I can't see their faces,
Only the shadows of their eyes.
I'm going where the sun keeps shining
Thru' the pouring rain,
Going where the weather suits my clothes,
Backing off of the North East wind,
Sailing on summer breeze
And skipping over the ocean like a stone.
I'm going where the sun keeps shining
Thru' the pouring rain,
Going where the weather suits my clothes,
Backing off of the North East wind,
Sailing on summer breezeAnd skipping over the ocean like a stone
See the curtains hangin' in the window
In the evening on a Friday night
A little light-a-shinin' through the window
Lets me know everything's all right
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind
He ain't heavy, he's my brother.