Miami, My Amy - Keith Whitley

Wish I could say it breaks my heart Like you did in the beginning It's not that we grew apart A nightingale no longer singing It's something I know you can't do Separate sex with emotion I sleep alone, the sun comes up You're still clinging to that notion Everything is slowing down River of no return Recognize my every sound There's nothing new to learn You'll never get my mind right Like two ships passing in the night In the night, in the night Want the same thing when we lay Otherwise mine's a different way It's a different way from where I'm going Oh, it's you again Listen, this isn't a reunion So sorry if I turn my head Yours is a familiar face But that don't make your place safe In my bed, my bed, my bed I never thought my memory Of what we had could be intruded But I couldn't let it be I needed it as much as you did Now it's not hard to understand Why we just speak at night The only time I hold your hand Is to get the angle right Everything is slowing down River of no return You recognise my every sound There's nothing new to learn You'll never get my mind right Like two ships passing in the night In the night, in the night Want the same thing where we lay Otherwise mine's a different way It's a different way from where I'm going Oh, it's you again Listen, this isn't a reunion So sorry if I turn my head Yours is a familiar face But that don't make your place safe In my bed, my bed, my ba ba dee dee bed

Searching for the answers I never thought I'd find Fascination, inspiration Corners of my mind Feed my, feed my fire Hold me, pure desire Waiting, waiting for the time We will be mine You will be mine You will be mine Picking up the pieces Of the heart you left behind Put me back together This new love of mine I've found Basking in the glory Masking out the pain These memories in my head Will never be the same again Feed my, feed my fire Hold me, pure desire Waiting, waiting for the time Feed my, feed my fire Hold me, pure desire Waiting, waiting for the time We will be mine You will be mine You will be mine I'm running just to find you And my feet won't touch the ground Aching for the time to change It's coming back around I'm running just to find you And my feet won't touch the ground Aching for the time to change It's coming back around Coming back around Feed my, feed my fire Hold me, pure desire Waiting, waiting for the time Feed my, feed my fire Hold me, pure desire Waiting, waiting for the time We will be mine You will be mine You will be mine Oh, I love you baby, please Never leave me, it's true love you see Oh, I love you baby, please Never leave me, it's true love you see

Uhh, Cîroc, Cîroc, Cîroc Salām, salām, ich häng' in Amsterdam Fünfzehn Mille Cash bar auf die Hand, ah (pow, pow, pow) Ich muss erstmal den Berber treffen Und lass' sechs Scheine liegen beim Pferdewetten, ah (yeah) Bleib' Straße wie mein Onkel Adin (bam, bam) Alle meine Jungs woll'n den Jackpot knacken (skrrt) Deutsche Rapper sind Escort-Lesben (pow) Jogger von Nike, was für Dresscode wechseln? (pow, pow, pow, pow) Air Max (ey), TN (ey) Haschisch, Beyda, Sattla, Cayenne (skrrt) Club My (Club My), Dubai (Dubai) (skrrt) Kafa, Kafa, so wie Snoop Lion Sag dem Kellner, ich will Crêpe Suzette (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Ich brauch' immer noch kein Essbesteck, ah (skrrt) Ich wuchs auf ohne Vater Kopf gut, Augen sind Yokohama (ahh) Werd' zur Legende á la Quincy Jones Nie wieder ackern für den Mindestlohn Am Freitagabend Velo-Eintrittskarten Cîroc, Cîroc, Cîroc, Cîroc, Cîroc, ahh Cîroc, Cîroc, Cîroc, Cîroc, Cîroc, ahh Cîroc, Cîroc, Cîroc Kokosnuss Kokaina war der Todeskuss (bam, bam) Wir köpfen Flaschen täglich Und benehm'n uns wie im Affenkäfig (brrra) Gangbangs im Fahrradkeller Check meine Ho, sie heißt Magdalena (brrra) Piskopat á la Jacques Mesrine (skrrt, skrrt) Weiß an der Nase wie ein Pantomim' Dortmund, Dicka, 44 Bring mir eine Chica, die tätowiert ist Alles andere intressiert nicht Ihr Arsch ist rund wie ein Pfirsich (la la la) M.Y. (M.Y.) Der Sound hat dich mitgenomm'n (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Camouflage wie ein Vietcong (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Ein falsches Wort und ich kill' ihn schon (skrrt) Ah, jajaja Na na na na na Ah, jajaja Na na na na na Am Freitagabend Velo-Eintrittskarten Cîroc, Cîroc, Cîroc, Cîroc, Cîroc, ahh Cîroc, Cîroc, Cîroc, Cîroc, Cîroc, ahh Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt Cîroc, Cîroc

I'm a wreck, broken down Stuck in an honest conversation I can't work out The worse it sounds, the more I'm wondering how Can you forgive this mess I'm making now? Turning this house into a land of broken vows I've lost count how many times I've said That I would change Turn over the page before it's too late I don't wanna see you questioning "Is your heart alright?" Yeah, "Is your heart alright?" I want you to wait and say it's okay Yeah, I wanna tell you everything Just hold on I'll give you answers I'll find a way to give you all my loving I'll give you embers I'll give you flames, give you all my loving Out of sight, behind my eyes Trying my best to paint a picture that you might like But I can't find myself the way I was If I could change, I'd- Turn over the page before it's too late I don't wanna see you questioning "Is your heart alright?" Yeah, "Is your heart alright?" I want you to wait and say it's okay Yeah, I wanna tell you everything Just hold on I'll give you answers I'll find a way to give you all my loving I'll give you embers I'll give you flames, give you all my loving I'll give you all of me I'll give you all of me I'll give you answers I'll find a way to give you all my loving And I just need some time To get it right, to get it right I don't know why, I don't know why My heart can't say what's on my mind I'll give you answers (yeah) I'll find a way to give you all my loving (all my loving) I'll give you embers I'll give you flames, give you all my loving (all my loving) I'll give you all of me I'll give you all of me I'll give you answers I'll find a way to give you all my loving

Oh, I'll twine with my mingles and waving black hair With the roses so red and the lilies so fair And the myrtle so bright with the emerald hue The pale and the leader and eyes look like blue. Oh I'll dance, I will sing and my laugh shall be gay I will charm every heart, in his crown I will sway When I woke from my dreaming, my idol was clay All portion of love had all flown away. Oh. he taught me to love him and promised to love And to cherish me over all others above How my heart is now wond'ring no mis'ry can tell He's left me no warning, no words of farewell. Oh, he taught me to love him and called me his flower That was blooming to cheer him through life's dreary hour Oh, I long to see him and regret the dark hour He's gone and neglected this pale wildwood flower...

Somewhere between your heart and mine There's a window, I can't see through There's a wall so high, it reaches the sky Somewhere between me and you I love you so much, I can't let you go And sometimes I believe you love me But somewhere between your heart and mine There's a door without any key Somewhere between your heart and mine There's a window, I can't see through There's a wall so high, it reaches the sky Somewhere between me and you Somewhere between your heart and mine There's a love that I don't understand It's there for a while then it fades like a smile And I'm left in the middle again Somewhere between your heart and mine There's a window, I can't see through There's a wall so high, it reaches the sky Somewhere between me and you Somewhere between me and you

The Birmingham Turnaround (Keith Whitley) Caught a plane to Birmingham Leaving you was my plan Then head on south by any means Thought I might blend in 'round New Orleans But when the plane got off the ground I saw your face in a cloud Saw your tears out on the wing Don't guess my heart was free to leave Birmingham would have to wait for a little later date And I said I'd see you later New Orleans 'Cause I knew my rambling ways had seen their better days And suddenly I had a change in dreams Caught a plane from Birmingham Back in your arms is where I am At times we laugh and talk about The day I did The Birmingham Turnaround Birmingham would have to wait for a little later date And I said I'd see you later New Orleans 'Cause I knew my rambling ways had seen their better days And suddenly I had a change in dreams Caught a plane from Birmingham Back in your arms is where I am At times we laugh and talk about The day I did The Birmingham Turnaround And now we laugh and talk about The day I did The Birmingham Turnaround

Everything is silent Night upon the rocks I'm over by the roadhouse With them rusted engine blocks A ghost town with a gold mine A pick axe in my head I'm beggin', mama, please move over Kick them stones out of my bed I met my sister Sandra With them jewels and the cross Eyes on my lever now She paint with chili sauce I cannot do no business With your candle lit in red I'm beggin', mama, please move over Kick them stones out of my bed Kick them stones out of my bed [Incomprehensible] them stones out of my bed I'm beggin', mama, please move over Take you in my belly Sure as night is black I take you for religion Like the skin across my back When I'm buried in your thighs girl I could understand You gotta tell me just for once now You ain't got no other plan You ain't got no other plan You gotta tell me just for once sister You ain't got no other man So meet me at the junction I'll buy you one last 'round Let me in on something Before I leave this town Well, we used to have a password, girl And now I can't recall You gotta tell me was it love Or some high grade alcohol Some high grade alcohol You gotta tell me was it love Or some high grade alcohol Kick them stones out of my bed [Incomprehensible] stones out of my bed I'm begging, mama, please move over

I'm no stranger to the rain It starts rainin' and I start pourin' I'll take hurt like hell in the mornin' Over feelin' this way There ain't a mirror in this house anymore 'Cause it kills me to see the guy that lets you leave And walk right out the door Kentucky bluebird, Kentucky bourbon Sure got this ol' boy hurtin' in Tennessee Good whiskey Girl, it just don't last when Keith Whitley Keeps bringin' you up like that Gets me drinking 'bout us and what it was The things I love got a way of gettin' gone too soon Kinda like good whiskey, Keith Whitley and you I hate the way you said nothin' at all I guess you said what you had to say But what's killin' me tonight Is when he's lovin' on you, baby, you don't close your eyes Good whiskey Girl, it just don't last when Keith Whitley Keeps bringin' you up like that Gets me drinking 'bout us and what it was The things I love got a way of gettin' gone too soon Kinda like good whiskey, Keith Whitley and you Miami, my Amy You sure got this old boy hurtin' up here in Tennessee Good whiskey Girl, it just don't last when Keith Whitley Keeps bringin' you up like that Gets me drinking 'bout us and what it was The things I love got a way of gettin' gone too soon Kinda like good whiskey, Keith Whitley and you