I know I lived for you in all I tried to do.
When you wore that red dress, how could I know then you'd wear it for me once and never wear it again?
Open wide these prison doors.
You come to fill my deepest need.
Me, how I tried to deny that it pointed to you.
Love you so much can't count all the ways I'd die for you girl and all they can say is "He's not your kind".
Ah, you gonna make it through Gitchy Goomy.
Signs that come as we lay sleeping left behind for our keeping, signs.
Two floors above the butcher First door on the right Life filled to the brim As I stood by my window And I looked out of those Brooklyn roads.
Friendship is the strong bond existing between people who share common interest or activity.