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America Lyrics: Uh (Uh) / Macadelic / America / I'm, in a room filled with holographic images / Path is limitless, death, well, that's ridiculous / I'ma live forever, 'cause a legend never die. America lyrics - 199 song lyrics sorted by album, including 'A Horse With No Name', 'Tin Man', 'Lonely People'.
We used to laugh
we used to cry
we used to bow our heads then
wonder why
but now you're gone
i guess i'll carry on
and make the best of what you've left to me
left to me, left to me
I need you
like the flower needs the rain
you know, i need you
guess i'll start it all again
you know, i need you
like the winter needs the spring
you know i need you
i need you
And every day
i'd laugh the hours away
just knowing you were thinking of me
then it came
that i was put to blame
for every story told about me
about me, about me
I need you
like the flower needs the rain
you know, i need you
guess i'll start it all again
you know, i need you
like the winter needs the spring
you know i need you
i need you, i need you
we used to cry
we used to bow our heads then
wonder why
but now you're gone
i guess i'll carry on
and make the best of what you've left to me
left to me, left to me
I need you
like the flower needs the rain
you know, i need you
guess i'll start it all again
you know, i need you
like the winter needs the spring
you know i need you
i need you
And every day
i'd laugh the hours away
just knowing you were thinking of me
then it came
that i was put to blame
for every story told about me
about me, about me
I need you
like the flower needs the rain
you know, i need you
guess i'll start it all again
you know, i need you
like the winter needs the spring
you know i need you
i need you, i need you
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Tin Man is found on the album History: America's Greatest Hits.
Found on more albums:
Holiday
In Concert
King Biscuit Flower Hour
Highway: 30 Years of America
Hits You Remember Live
Produced by George Martin
Definitive America
The Complete Greatest Hits
Greatest Hits Live
Live [EMI/Capitol]
A Horse with No Name and Other Hits
Ventura Highway: Live
America in Concert
Collectables Classics [Box Set]
Struttin' Our Stuff
The Definitive Pop Collection
The Complete Greatest Hits [Japan]
Deep Down South
The Grand Cayman Concert
Soundstage: America Live in Chicago
Only the Best of America
Essential
Live in Concert: Wildwood Springs
Live in Chicago
America Live
In Concert
King Biscuit Flower Hour
Highway: 30 Years of America
Hits You Remember Live
Produced by George Martin
Definitive America
The Complete Greatest Hits
Greatest Hits Live
Live [EMI/Capitol]
A Horse with No Name and Other Hits
Ventura Highway: Live
America in Concert
Collectables Classics [Box Set]
Struttin' Our Stuff
The Definitive Pop Collection
The Complete Greatest Hits [Japan]
Deep Down South
The Grand Cayman Concert
Soundstage: America Live in Chicago
Only the Best of America
Essential
Live in Concert: Wildwood Springs
Live in Chicago
America Live
Sometimes late
When things are real
And people share the gift of gab
Between themselves
Some are quick
To take the bait
And catch the perfect prize
That waits among the shelves
But Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
So please believe in me
When I say I'm spinning 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round
Smoke glass stain'd bright colors
Image going down, down, down, down
Soapsud green like bubbles
Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
So please
Believe in me
When I say I'm spinning' round, 'round, 'round, 'round
Smoke glass stain'd bright colors
Image going down, down, down, down
Soapsud green like bubbles
No, Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
So please believe in me
When things are real
And people share the gift of gab
Between themselves
Some are quick
To take the bait
And catch the perfect prize
That waits among the shelves
But Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
So please believe in me
When I say I'm spinning 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round
Smoke glass stain'd bright colors
Image going down, down, down, down
Soapsud green like bubbles
Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
So please
Believe in me
When I say I'm spinning' round, 'round, 'round, 'round
Smoke glass stain'd bright colors
Image going down, down, down, down
Soapsud green like bubbles
No, Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
So please believe in me
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'Tin Man' as written by Dewey Bunnell
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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