I Believe In You
into paradise or bring you to your knees.
It's a gospel kind-a feeling, a touch of Georgia slide, a song of pure
revival and a style that sanctified.
Jazzman, take my blues away. Make my pain the same as yours with every
change you play. Jazzman, oh Jazzman.
When the Jazzman's signifying and the band is winding low. It's the late
night side of morning in the darkness of his soul.
He can fill a room with sadness as he fills his horn with tears. He can
cry like a fallen angel when risin'
Sunset
Sunset in slow, no place to go
Just sitting home and I’m dreaming
The shade of our love that I’m thinking of
Like the sun above, is now fading
And I feel like I’m dead
There’s a pain here in my head
Oh and I’ve never never never felt so all alone
And now you see, now that I’m free
Don’t want to be on my own
The love that we had, now turning bad
Is now clad in sunset
And I feel like I’m dead
There’s a pain here in my head
And I’ve never never never felt so all alone
And I feel like I’m dead
There’s a pain in my head
And I’ve never never never felt so all alone
Well now I hear people say, well that’s the way
Happens every day, son, you ain’t no exception
Well now it’s all right for them, they’ll love again
They’re going to find their own direction
But me, I feel like I’m dead
There’s a pain in my head
And I’ve never never never felt so alone
And I’ve never felt so alone