i once knew a girl in the years of my youth with eyes like the summer all beauty and truth in the morning i fled left a note and it read someday you will be loved
i cannot pretend that i felt any regret cause each broken heart will eventually mend as the blood runs red down the needle and thread someday you will be loved
you'll be loved you'll be loved like you never have known the memories of me will seem more like bad dreams just a series of blurs like i never occurred someday you will be loved
you may feel alone when you're falling asleep and everytime tears roll down your cheeks but i know your heart belongs to someone you've yet to meet someday you will be loved
you'll be loved you'll be loved like you never have known the memories of me will seem more like bad dreams just a series of blurs like i never occurred someday you will be loved
you'll be loved you'll be loved like you never have known the memories of me will seem more like bad dreams just a series of blurs like i never occurred someday you will be loved
An old man turned ninety-eight He won the lottery and died the next day It's a black fly in your Chardonnay It's a death row pardon two minutes too late Isn't it ironic ... don't you think
It's like rain on your wedding day It's a free ride when you've already paid It's the good advice that you just didn't take Who would've thought ... it figures
Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids good-bye He waited his whole damn life to take that flight And as the plane crashed down he thought 'Well isn't this nice...' And isn't it ironic ... don't you think
Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you When you think everything's okay and everything's going right And life has a funny way of helping you out when You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up In your face
It's a traffic jam when you're already late It's a no-smoking sign on your cigarette break It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife It's meeting the man of my dreams And then meeting his beautiful wife And isn't it ironic... don't you think A little too ironic... and yeah I really do think...
Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out Helping you out
silence is a power and a tool for you, for you wild tigers i have known they send me down messin' around
you keep your heart from your chest it'll be gone just like the rest 'cause it's a man's world say all the right words and hold your heart from your chest
the silence and the color and their beauty stands right and still for you
holdin' flames holdin' hands in hearts and their bindings held tightly lyin' in the shady grass their teeth grinding inside is foreign
'cause it's the magic hand that holds you gently and turns one into many and there inside it's bloody to reach boldly for truth spoken from mouth in his name
there will be wise men singing, bringing you luck now there will be wise men singing, bringing you luck now there will be wise men singing, bringing you luck bringing you love
now it's the precious summertime hand in pocket bright light wild tigers i have known they send me down messin' around
i once knew a girl
