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The World I Know - David Cook

"Has our conscience shown? Has the sweet breeze blown? Has all the kindness gone? Hope still lingers on I drink myself of newfound pity Sitting alone in New York City And I don't know why Are we listening To"

Porcelain - David Cook

"I'll see what you want me to see Through rose-colored glasses I can't see the blood in my hand Now you're over, you're so over All over my head I pray to God I find my way Back to something familiar Please"

Stitches - David Cook

"This countdown To the day of departure has slowly been eating away It's a meltdown It's a personal torture I never saw coming my way I try to breathe deep I try to find sleep I try holding on to the same"

When Did I Fall In Love - Cook Barbara

"When did I fall in love? What night? What day? When did I first begin To feel this way? How could the moment pass? Unfelt? Ignored? Where was the blinding flash, Where was the crashing chord? When did"

A Wonderful Guy - Cook Barbara

"I expect everyone of my crowd to make fun Of my proud protestations of faith in romance, And they'll say I'm nave as a babe to believe Every fable I hear from a person in pants. Fearlessly I'll face them"

Errol Flynn - Cook Barbara

""In the hall on the wall in a house in Receda" Is a poster held up by two nails and a pinIt's my daddy the actor 'bout to die with his boots onHe's the man standing up there beside Errol FlynnHe got"

In Buddy's Eyes - Cook Barbara

"Life is slow but it seems exciting 'Cause Buddy's there. Gourmet cooking and letter-writing And knowing Buddy's there. Every morning--don't faint-- I tend the flowers. Can you believe it? Every weekend"

It's Not Where You Start - Cook Barbara

"It's not where you start, it's where you finish. It's not how you go, it's how you land. A hun-dred to one shot, they call him a klutz -- Can out-run the fav'rite, all he needs is the guts. Your"

It They Could See Me Now - Cook Barbara

"If they could see me now, That little gang of mine, I'm eating fancy chow And drinking fancy wine. I'd like those stumble bums to see for a fact The kind of top drawer, first rate chums I attract. All"

Last Night When We Were Young - Cook Barbara

"Last night, when we were young, Love was a game, a song unsung; Love was so new, so real so right, Ages ago, last night. Today, the world is old. You went away, and time grew cold. Where is that star"

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