Wearing A Bikini At A Hotel Pool In Miami [26 July 2012]

I used to know you when we were young You were in all my dreamsWe sat together in period one Fridays at 8:15Now I see face in the strangest placesMovies and magazinesI saw you talkin' to Christopher Walken On my TV screenBut I will wait for youAs long as I need toAnd if you ever get back to HackensackI'll be here for youI used to work in a record storeNow I work for my dadScraping the paint off of hard wood floorsThe hours are pretty badSometimes I wonder where you are Probably in L.A.That seems to be where everybody else ends up these daysBut I will wait for youAs long as I need toAnd if you ever get back to HackensackI'll be here for youAnd I will wait for youAs long as I need toAnd if you ever get back to HackensackI'll be here for you If you ever get back to Hackensack I'll be here for you

Did it seem to disappoint you
Living alone?
By the banks of your dilemma
Out of control
No one seems to give the answers that you wanna hear
What you'd give to find a welcome here

Miles and miles of lies behind you
Those were the days
So many lives you'd hope would guide you
Help you find a way
Now it seems to your surprise that they left you lying here
What you'd give to dry these bitter tears

Did it come naturally?
You a million miles from home
When you tried so carefully
To live a life that's not your own
Always remember that it wasn't that long ago
I stilled the oceans
I moved the mountains
To say I love you

Heaven waits, the hours of silence
Finds you on your knees
Broken in a sweet surrender
Of peace
All the years of searching for a love you didn't know
Now you've finally found a welcome home

CHORUS

Music break

BRIDGE:
I love you, I have and I always will.

CHORUS(2x)

I turn my head, there's nothing there
All I own is my thoughts for my fears
I close the door to keep out the bad
I plug my ears to keep out these fears

And I cry...

So hold me close for I'm so tired of holding myself
So very tired and tired, tired and tired
Just hold me. (Repeat)

I listen to these voices or is it this house that's giving me chills,
As I lie upon this little girls bed
Who's at the door? Who's walking near? Or has my imagination spilled?
This little girl all grown up still fears

Oh and I cry!

CHORUS(2x)

Where can I go where can I hide from these evil sufferings?
Oh these images painted on my walls
They say there's a place that I can hide in the shadow of your wings
Oh Lord, bring me to this place of refuge

No more tears.

CHORUS(4x)