You've been so quiet lately Sometimes I wonder has the cat got your tongue You seem to be a thousand miles away Don't look me in the eyes and say it's
When you've got what it takes You've got nothing to hide You've got miles of feelings And acres of pride You've got it You've really got it When
Somebody's been lyin', somebody's been callin' me Tellin' me he still loves me but not the way I thought it would be He's makin' fun of me and laughin
back to the place where it all began I've lived long enough with your memory Now I know that I need you here with me There was a time I thought I had it made
Where's the word for the sadness Where's the poetry in the pain Where's the color in the stain where the tears have fallen It's gone, it's just gone
Children, it was more fun to be children We just took life as it happened Run through the days, don't look behind Over wink of an eye and it's over What
You can have this dance with me You can hold my hand and whisper In my ear sweet words, that I Love to hear (*) Don't be shy, just take your time I'
Children It was more fun to be children We just took life as it happened Run thru the days Don't look behind Over wink of an eye and it's over What
can put it on my finger I believe you Baby, I believe you I believe you When you say that every time that we make love Will be the first time we?ve made
Somebody's been lyin' Somebody's been callin' me tellin' me he still loves me But not the way I thought it would be He's makin' fun of me and laughin
(Phyllis Brown / Juanita Curiel) You've been so quiet lately Sometimes I wonder has the cat got your tongue You seem to be a thousand miles away Don
As a child I was known for makes-believing All alone I created fantasies As I grew people called it self deceiving But my heart helped me hold the memories
(Terry Skinner, J. L. Wallace, & Ken Bell) Play us a song we can slow dance on We want to hold each other Play us a groove so we hardly move Just let
(Roger Nichols / Bill Lane) You've got nothing to hide You've got miles of feeling And acres of pride You've got it You've really got it. When you
(Randy Handley) Where's the word for the sadness Where's the poetry in the pain Where's the color in the stain where the tears fallen It's gone, it'
