The Days Back When Lyrics & Chords By Tim Rose

Baby I ain't joking And it's not what I'm smoking I really think you're nice Don't think I'm kidding And don't think that I'm bidding If silver words are your price But oh...read more

I feel the trembling tingle of a sleepless night Creep through my fingers and the moon is bright Beams of blue come flickering through my windowpane Like Gypsy moths that dance...read more

I met you on a midway at a fair last year And you stood out like a ruby in a black man's ear You were playing on the horses, you were playing on the guitar strings You were...read more

{Refrain:} Mourir, mourir, mourir Pour une nuit, Pour un après-midi. Mourir, mourir Comme on s'endort, Faire la nique à la mort. Mourir pour un regard Au fond d'un...read more

Michael wakes you up with sweets He takes you up streets and the rain comes down Sidewalk markets locked up tight And umbrellas bright on a grey background There's oil on the...read more