It is time It is time for It is time for stormy weather It is time Oh ho, it is time for stormy weather For stormy weather It is time Whoaw, it is time for stormy weather It is time Oh ho, it is time for stormy weather For stormy weather It is time Whoa, it is time for stormy weather

Speeding faster Cross the border Every moment Getting older Hotter, colder Change the temperature We in for some stormy weather (Ooh ooh) (Ooh ooh) Switch up every day every evening (Ooh ooh) Fuck it, gotta go with the feeling (Ooh ooh) Keep on flipping Backwards and forwards on ya' I don't apologize Trust my instincts hope that you feel me Seems like, you a nice guy, oh Circle meets the line I find There is no where There is no why There is just time (Ooh ooh) (Ooh ooh) Switch up every day every evening (Ooh ooh) Fuck it, gotta go with the feeling (Ooh ooh) Speeding faster Cross the border Getting older Hotter, colder Are you still coming? We in for some stormy weather Speeding faster Cross the border Every moment Getting older Hotter, colder Change the temperature We in for some stormy weather

Four in the morning Came and you left without warning Looking for a good time lover A right now man Running like bulls of Pamplona Try as I might to control you You're like smoke in my eyes Closed every time Face of a starchild Born in a sea, a mile high Never seen a bad moon rise It's the right time now Time away from here has never felt so long Find your souvenir and make your way back home I see stormy weather This could be the place, the place Better late than nеver This is just a taste, a taste Working thе floor on the weekend No one can spin it like we can No time to explain You put a face to the name The weight of the evening Christ, I've been taking a beating I can be your good time lover Your right now man Time away from here has never felt so long Quiet in the air never too far gone Chasing through the night out there on your own Find your souvenir and make your way back home I see stormy weather This could be the place, the place Better late than never This is just a taste It's the right time now

(Note: also known as "theme from limelight" and "terry's theme") I'll be loving you eternally With a love that's true, eternally From the start, within my heart It seems i've always known The sun would shine When you were mine And mine alone I'll be loving you eternally There'll be no one new, my dear, for me Though the sky should fall Remember i shall always be Forever true and loving you Eternally Though the sky should fall Remember i shall always be Forever true and loving you Eternally

Dee, la-la-lee-loo-lee, la-la-lee-loo-lee La-la-lee-loo-lee-ah Jim doesn't ever bring me pretty flowers Jim never tries to cheer my lonely hours Don't know why I'm so crazy for Jim Jim never tells me, I'm his heart's desire I never seem to set his love afire Gone are the years I've wasted on him Sometimes when I get feeling low I say, "Let's call it quits" Then I hang on and let him go Breaking my heart in bits Someday, I know that Jim will up and leave me But even if he does, you can believe me I'll go on carrying the torch for my Jim Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes when I get feeling low I say, I say, "Let's call it quits" Then I hang on, let him go Breaking my heart in bits Someday I know, someday I know that Jim will up and leave me But even if he does, you can believe me I'll go on carrying the torch for- ooh, whoa-oh-oh-oh-woo Whoa-oh-oh-oh-woo For ooh-oh-oh-oh-mm

Ah, look at all the lonely people Ah, look at all the lonely people Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice In the church where a wedding has been Lives in a dream Waits at the window, wearing the face That she keeps in a jar by the door Who is it for All the lonely people Where do they all come from? All the lonely people Where do they all belong? Father McKenzie, writing the words Of a sermon that no one will hear No one comes near Look at him working, darning his socks In the night when there's nobody there What does he care All the lonely people Where do they all come from? All the lonely people Where do they all belong? Ah, look at all the lonely people Ah, look at all the lonely people Eleanor Rigby, died in the church And was buried along with her name Nobody came Father McKenzie, wiping the dirt From his hands as he walks from the grave No one was saved All the lonely people Where do they all come from? All the lonely people Where do they all belong?

Sad is to live in solitude Far from your tranquil altitude Sad is to know that no one ever can live on a dream That never can be, will never be Dreamer awake, wake up and see Your beauty is an aeroplane So high my heart can't bear the strain A heart that stops when you pass by Only to cause me pain Sad is to live in solitude Your beauty is an aeroplane So high my heart can't bear the strain A heart that stops when you pass by Only to cause me pain Sad is to live in solitude In solitude

Don't mind telling you in my humble fash That you thrill me through with a tender pash When you said you care, imagine my emoshe I swore then and there permanent devoshe You made all other men seem blah Just you alone filled me with ah S' wonderful, s' marvelous You should care for me S' awful nice, s' paradise S' what I love to see You've made my life so glamorous You can't blame me for feeling amorous Oh, s' wonderful, s' marvelous That you should care for me S' magnificque, s' what I seek You should care for me S' elegant, s' what I want S' what I love to see My dear, it's four-leaved clover time From now on my heart's working overtime S' exceptional, s' no bagatelle That you should care for That you should care for That you should care for me