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Crowe · 01-04-2006, 12:55 AM

It's been two years since your eyes lost life,
where your soul drifts now is between you and
the forces that drive you, down, down there.
This grave plot invokes pity and sadness from,
passerbys and wandering eyes, I wonder...
what it means in the end, oh haunt me...
save my eyes, and on what noun will happiness depend?
Oh, no, no, your skull is dry, but your eyes do cry..
You know I just can't wait here any longer.
Don't take these words so lightly, dear...
I know my devotions are crystal clear,
And I'll visit you this same time every year,
But time is time, and something I value...
and although I wouldn't have made it this far without you...
I gotta move on...

Chorus
Every year, we gather around
this familiar ground, and I -
wonder, Oh, I wonder.
Life is like a ballroom dance,
every step is single sweet romance,
but one step off, one step on...
next you know and life is gone...
Oh I wonder....

It's been 4 years now, since your eyes lost life,
Now I'm married with a beautiful wife,
My house is big, 2 kids in tow, living complete.
The calendar pages are on the move,
one day its November, then it's June, yeah...
And each and every day, my thoughts of you go astray...
So I'll collect them in a little jar, and lay them here...
And just so you remember, I still love you dear...
And I'll visit you this same time every year,
But time is time, it's something I treasure,
My visits of course are of my own pleasure,
Though my cheeks are wet with love, yeah...
The sadness fades with every dove I see and oh...
Your grave stone is losing it's shiny hue,
and although I couldn't have made it this far without you...
I gotta move on...

chorus

It's been 50 years now, since your eyes lost life
I still have love, and my boys have wives,
I'm a grand father now, and getting here is tough.
Life is growing shorter, but it's not that rough.
I think I'll be seeing you soon, and yeah, I love the thought...
I'm different now, my eyes are watered my hands are wraught.
Making my way to your grave today was my last journey.
I feel the palpitations turning...
into slower beats, Oh God my chest is burning...
Take me now, use my pain to signal, dear, that you are near...
I just want to be numb to this but not your love.
Oh I hope the boys and kids don't cry, this wasn't so bad,
but no goodbye...

It looks like I won't be laying far away next year...
It looks like I won't be laying far away next year...
It looks like I won't be laying far away next year...

Life is like a ballroom dance, every step another new chance...
Yeah... I wonder...

It looks like I won't be laying far away next year...

Yeah, I wonder...

won't be laying....
wonder...
I won't be laying...
I wonder...
next year.... I won't be...
I....
laying far away...
Wonder...
next year...

01-04-2006, 12:55 AM	#9 (permalink)
Crowe Music Addict Join Date: Dec 2005 Posts: 699	"I Wonder" (Next Year) It's been two years since your eyes lost life, where your soul drifts now is between you and the forces that drive you, down, down there. This grave plot invokes pity and sadness from, passerbys and wandering eyes, I wonder... what it means in the end, oh haunt me... save my eyes, and on what noun will happiness depend? Oh, no, no, your skull is dry, but your eyes do cry.. You know I just can't wait here any longer. Don't take these words so lightly, dear... I know my devotions are crystal clear, And I'll visit you this same time every year, But time is time, and something I value... and although I wouldn't have made it this far without you... I gotta move on... Chorus Every year, we gather around this familiar ground, and I - wonder, Oh, I wonder. Life is like a ballroom dance, every step is single sweet romance, but one step off, one step on... next you know and life is gone... Oh I wonder.... It's been 4 years now, since your eyes lost life, Now I'm married with a beautiful wife, My house is big, 2 kids in tow, living complete. The calendar pages are on the move, one day its November, then it's June, yeah... And each and every day, my thoughts of you go astray... So I'll collect them in a little jar, and lay them here... And just so you remember, I still love you dear... And I'll visit you this same time every year, But time is time, it's something I treasure, My visits of course are of my own pleasure, Though my cheeks are wet with love, yeah... The sadness fades with every dove I see and oh... Your grave stone is losing it's shiny hue, and although I couldn't have made it this far without you... I gotta move on... chorus It's been 50 years now, since your eyes lost life I still have love, and my boys have wives, I'm a grand father now, and getting here is tough. Life is growing shorter, but it's not that rough. I think I'll be seeing you soon, and yeah, I love the thought... I'm different now, my eyes are watered my hands are wraught. Making my way to your grave today was my last journey. I feel the palpitations turning... into slower beats, Oh God my chest is burning... Take me now, use my pain to signal, dear, that you are near... I just want to be numb to this but not your love. Oh I hope the boys and kids don't cry, this wasn't so bad, but no goodbye... It looks like I won't be laying far away next year... It looks like I won't be laying far away next year... It looks like I won't be laying far away next year... Life is like a ballroom dance, every step another new chance... Yeah... I wonder... It looks like I won't be laying far away next year... Yeah, I wonder... won't be laying.... wonder... I won't be laying... I wonder... next year.... I won't be... I.... laying far away... Wonder... next year...