Luck Of The Irish
THE RUSSIAN:
Knowing I want you
Knowing I love you
I can't explain why I remain
Careless about you
FLORENCE:
I've been a fool to allow
Dreams to become great expectations
THE RUSSIAN:
How can I love you so much yet make no move?
BOTH:
I pray the days and nights
In their endless weary procession
Soon overwhelm my sad obsession
You and I
We've seen it all
Chasing our hearts' desire
But we go on pretending
Stories like ours
Have happy endings
THE RUSSIAN:
You could n
I'll Feel For You
If you're afraid to cry
Though you could use it once in awhile
Nothing will cloud your eyes
You've been through one of those times
When nothing's real or getting through
And it seems like you've forgotten how to feel
Call me
I'll Feel
For you
And some days you'll feel for me too
If you're afraid to smile
Though you could use it just to survive
There's nowhere you want to drive
And you're only staying alive
'Cause it's the thing to do
And it seems your bell's forgotten how to ring
Call me
I'll Feel
For you
And some days you'll feel for me too
If you're afraid to cry
Though you could use it just to survive
There's nowhere you want to drive
And you're only staying alive
'Cause it's the thing to do
And it seems your mouth's forgotten how to sing
Call me
Yeah
Call me
Call me
I'll Feel
For you
And some days you'll feel for me too.