I sensed you there and everywhere Until I saw you standing there I am the greatest fan of you And love is all I've got to do It's all too much my little child If you will be my honey pie Eight days a week you will be mine And get in bed all of the time I'm begging you don't pass me by And if you do please tell me why I know you told me yesterday You've got to hide your love away But if your honey is bad to me It told me "love and let it be" Postcards from Paradise With all my love and I'll be true Postcards from Paradise As ever P.S. I love you Postcards from Paradise I would not treat you for no one I see your face here comes the sun And I am going nowhere man Because I want to hold your hand It's like I said the night before I'll love you when I'm sixty four Postcards from Paradise With all my love and I'll be true Postcards from Paradise As ever P.S. I love you Postcards from Paradise GUITAR SOLO I know that we can work it out There ain't no need of twist and shout And I won't back off boogaloo Unless you say you love me do Postcards from Paradise With all my love and I'll be true Postcards from Paradise As ever P.S. I love you Postcards from Paradise Postcards from Paradise With all my love and I'll be true Postcards from Paradise As ever P.S. I love you Postcards from Paradise

Sundays sitting on your back porch And I came on with a couple of chords And I played for you You let me keep you entertained With stories, I exaggerate That you know aren't true And as you sit there making daisy chains And I throw in a hand grenade And tell you how it is, I really feel for you I'm sending postcards from my heart Your love for a postmark and then You know that you make me feel like We've been caught like kids in the school yard again And I can't keep it to myself Can't spell it any better, L.O.V.E forever I hope you know that I'm sending a postcard I don't care who sees what I've said Or if the whole world knows what's in my head We chased the sun 'til it got away On a bicycle that your daddy made But not made for two Then we sat out on your rocking chair You with a flower in your hair That I found for you But then Monday always comes around And it's sad 'cause I can't see you now Want you to know you're always in my head I'm sending postcards from my heart With your love for a postmark and then You know that you make me feel like We've been caught like kids in the school yard again And I can't keep it to myself Can't spell it any better, L.O.V.E forever I hope you know that I'm sending a postcard I don't care who sees what I've said Or if the whole world knows what's in my head You know sometimes it's hard to see You say the words that torture me But inside I know exactly how I feel The things that I can't say out loud I'll find a place to write it down I hope that they will find you in the end I'm sending postcards from my heart With your love for a postmark and then You know that you make me feel like We've been caught like kids in the school yard again And I can't keep it to myself Can't spell it any better, L.O.V.E forever I hope you know that I'm sending a postcard I don't care who sees what I've said Or if the whole world knows what's in my head Know, know, know All the things I want you to know, know, know All the things I want you to know, know, know All the things I want you to know, know, know All the things I want you to know, know, know All the things I want you to know, know, know All the things I want you to know

Found you when your heart was broke I filled your cup until it overflowed Took it so far to keep you close I was afraid to leave you on your own I said I'd catch you if you fall And if they laugh, then fuck 'em all And then I got you off your knees Put you right back on your feet Just so you can take advantage of me Tell me how's it feel sittin' up there Feeling so high, but too far away to hold me You know I'm the one who put you up there Name in the sky, does it ever get lonely? Thinking you could live without me Live without me Baby, I'm the one who put you up there I don't know why Gave love 'bout a hundred tries Just running from the demons in your mind Then I took yours and made 'em mine I didn't notice 'cause my love was blind I said I'd catch you if you fall And if they laugh, then fuck 'em all And then I got you off your knees Put you right back on your feet Just so you can take advantage of me Tell me how's it feel sittin' up there Feeling so high but too far away to hold me You know I'm the one who put you up there Name in the sky, does it ever get lonely? Thinking you could live without me Live without me Baby, I'm the one who put you up there I don't know why

Beryl, Was on another level When she got her Booker medal* She was dead in her grave After all she gave After all she gave Beryl, Every time they'd overlook her When they gave her, her Booker* She was dead in her grave After all she gave After all she gave It's all too late now It's all too late now It's too late to dabble it is all too late It's too late to dabble it is all too late Beryl, The tobacco overtook her When they gave her, her Booker* She was dead in her grave After all she gave After all she gave It's all too late now It's all too late now It's too late to dabble it is all too late It's too late to dabble it is all too late Beryl, Was on another level When she got her Booker medal* She was dead in her grave After all she gave After all she gave After all she gave After all she gave Beryl

Come my love, I'll tell you a tale Of a boy and girl and their love story And how he loved her oh, so much, And all the charms she did possess. My love is like a storybook story. But it's as real as the feelings I feel. My love is like a storybook story. But it's as real as the feelings I feel; It's as real as the feelings I feel. Now this did happen once upon a time, When things were not so complex. And how he worshipped the ground she walked on. When he looked in her eyes, he became obsessed. My love is like a storybook story. But it's as real as the feelings I feel. My love is like a storybook story. But it's as real as the feelings I feel; It's as real as the feelings I feel. This love was stronger than the powers so dark, A prince could have within his keeping; His spells to weave and steal a heart, Within her breast, but only sleeping. My love is like a storybook story. But it's as real as the feelings I feel. My love is like a storybook story. But it's as real as the feelings I feel; It's as real as the feelings I feel. He said, "Don't you know I love you oh, so much, And lay my heart at the foot of your dress?" She said, "Don't you know that storybook loves Always have a happy ending?" Then he swooped her up, just like in the books, And on his stallion they rode away. My love is like a storybook story. But it's as real as the feelings I feel. My love is like a storybook story. But it's as real as the feelings I feel; It's as real as the feelings I feel.

Rüdiger stands in the rain and the snow Collector of autographs Names upon photographs Faces of people who everyone knows Rüdiger lives in a place on his own Briefcase and spectacles Strange and respectable He knows the meaning of being alone Oh, Rüdiger Rüdiger Rüdi-, oh, Rüdiger Rüdiger works as a clerk in the town Music or politics Rüdiger gets his kicks He gets information, then he comes around Oh, Rüdiger Rüdiger Rüdi-, oh, Rüdiger Rüdiger waits at the hall in Berlin He waits there all night Security's tight They know who he is, but they don't let him in Rüdiger waits in the dark by the stair His fingers are shaking His feet, they are aching But your name's in the paper so Rüdiger's there Oh, Rüdiger Rüdiger Rüdi-, oh, Rüdiger Rüdiger Rüdiger Rüdi-, oh, Rüdiger

The chisels are calling It's time to make sawdust Steely reminders of things left to do Monteleone A mandolin's waiting for you My fingerplane's working Gentle persuasion I bend to the wood and i coax it to sing Monteleone Your new one and only will ring Monteleone Your new one and only will ring The rain on the window The snow on the gravel The seasons go by to the songs in the wood Too quick or too careless It all could unravel It so easily could The chisels are calling It's back for an encore Back to the shavings that cover the floor Monteleone A call for more Monteleone A call for more

These tables are haunted by the ghost of Las Vegas Their chips were once mountains but they came here to play They could take me if they wanted but I have nothing worth counting And like the sands of Nevada they go drifting away Lady luck's still a mystery with her head on my shoulder And I don't know why I still want her to dance I guess that's all history what it is is I'm older And I'm still a fool for your one-way romance Her dice were red rubies, they rolled and they tumbled And I never saw time running out with my roll And in the wasteland of cut glass my dreams were all crumbled And I've paid with whatever I had left for a soul Now the dawn's broken even on a empty horizon No reason for folding, no reason to stay It's too soon to be leaving, too late for criticizing And the sands of Nevada go drifting away