ryan adams

Sing me what the Lord was singing

On the day He made the water

The color of the blues

Sing me that song

Sing me to till the heavens rising

On the day He made the water

The color of my baby’s eyes

Love her in the ways you want to be loved

Love her in the ways she wants to be loved

Love her in the ways you want to be loved

But the way I’m loving her

It must not be enough

Cause in the way she cries

It only tears me up

I feel dead inside and dying

And if you give up

Don’t give up on love

Don’t give up on love

The rivers they run

They run until they get too tired

Until they run behind the houses

And they become a creek

When I was a child

I ran until the creek became a river

When it turned into the ocean

I wondered why He’d made it so deep

Love her in the ways you want to be loved

Love her in the ways you want to be loved

Love her in the ways you want to be loved

But the way I’m loving her

Must not be enough

Cause the way she cries

It only tears me up

I feel dead inside and dying

Don’t give up

Cause in a way she’s crying

It only tears me up

I feel dead inside and dying

Give up

Don’t give up on love

Don’t give up on love

Love her in the ways you want to be loved

Love her in the ways you want to be loved

Love her in the ways you want to be loved

Sometimes it ain’t enough

Sometimes it ain’t enough

Holding roses in the pouring rain

But the ending’s tore up, trying to hail a cab

Think no one can read you, but I can

Well we move into a house down on Cherry Lane

And watch the world go by

Am I’m missing a page

I wanna be the one who walks you home

Who walks you home tonight

Staring into her eyes and then try and explain it

But it’s written in a language that was meant to fuck you up

And I can never get close enough

But I lie

But I lie down on her pillow

And you feel like you was going away

Going away when you got no place to go

But back in her arms lying on her pillow

Curled up with a book down on Cherry Lane

The glass it hits the floor and you’re walking away

But I wanna be the one who walks you home

Who walks you home anyway

Stare into her eyes and then try to explain it

Try to explain it away

I wanna be the one who walks you home

Who walks you home tonight

Stare into her eyes and then try to explain it

Try to explain it away

But that shit just fucks you up

And I can never get close enough

I can never get close

I can never get close enough

I ain’t afraid of hurt

I’ve had so much it feels just like normal to me now

I’m alone and I’m dancin‘, with you now, in your old room, in your old house

I’m alone and I’m dancin‘, with you now, in your old room, but there’s nobody there

Now that your gone

Now that your gone for good

Everything you ever touched is undisturbed and hangs out

Like crime scene evidence undisturbed in dust

I don’t dare touch anything because it’s evidence of us

And it means everything

Well sort of

I’m alone and I’m dancin‘, with you now, in your old room, in your old house

I’m alone and I’m dancin‘, with you now, in your old room, but there’s nobody there

Now that your gone

Now that your gone for good

I’m alone and I’m dancing with you now

In your old room but there’s nobody there

Now that your gone

Now that your gone for good

All I wanna do is get up, is get up, is get up

In the morning in the morning

And not wanna die

I feel alright when I think about you

Walking through a star field covered in lights

Wasted like you’re losing your job you’re so fired

We’re just like the ones we used to make fun of

It’s beautiful sorta, beautiful sorta

Beautiful sorta, but not

Beautiful sorta, beautiful sorta

Beautiful sorta, but not

All I wanna do is get down, is get down, is get down

In the evening, in the evening

And not wanna die

Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow

I’m buzzing like a jar full of lightening bugs

Walking through a star field covered in lights

Wasted like a bum with somebody’s wallet

Pictures inside of you and me, you and I

So far past sad I’m crazy and scary

It’s Beautiful Sorta, Beautiful Sorta

And lays me across the bed till I close my eyes

Stirs me in the morning till I can ever be satisfied

I leave Carolina every night in my dreams

Like the girls that try to love me that I only leave

Rock me like a baby doll and hold me to your chest

But I’m always moving too fast

If I could find my way back home, where would I go?

When everything about me, I used to be,

Shivers in the sheets and the blankets of snow

Lost out in the woods were you’re looking for me

When, when will you come back home

No one leave the lights on in a house

Where nobody lives anymore

Loaded like the boxes up in the bedroom

Coming off the hinges like the door

The shadows dancing up in the window

They’re not who we are but who we were

And I’m not gonna break, but if I do

I’m gonna shatter like the glass I turned your heart into

I’m broken like the windos in the house where I used to live

And If I could find my way back home, where would I go?

When everything about me, I used to be,

Shivers in the sheets and the blankets of snow

I’m lost out in the woods looking for you

When, when will you come back home

No one leave the lights on in a house

Where nobody lives anymore

Everything about me you liked is already gone

Everything about me you loved is gone

That reminds me of all those times

When I wasn’t sorry, when I wasn’t blue

The cherry moon it shone down on us

Under the stars shining down every one for you

If I could count them all

I would circle the moon

And count ‚em back to nothing

Till I got to you

Something in you dies, when it’s over

Everybody cries sometimes

If loving you’s a dream

That’s not worth having

Then why do I dream of you?

I used to be the house that you lived in

Down on Meadowlake Street

When you moved they cut down the maple tree

I carved your name into

The tree became a boat, I christened it your name

And when the water turned to salt

From your tears it hit the bottom of the ocean

Where I go when I hear your name

And I sink like a stone

Something in you dies, when it’s over

Everybody cries sometimes

If loving you’s a dream

That’s not worth having

Then why do I dream of you?

Why do I dream of you

i feel like a dream that’s not having

Like a nervous joke ain’t nobody laughing

Like somebody with nothing ‚cause they don’t know

What they’re wanting

Tiny like the sand in the cracks of drift wood

Washed up on the shore of an ocean of you

Boats out on the horizon

Made of the maple tree where we used to lie down

On Meadowlake Street counting the stars you and I

You and I

Something in you dies when it’s over

Everybody cries sometimes

If loving you’s a dream that’s not worth having

Then why do I dream of you

Why do I dream of you

I ‚ve got nothing to say to you now

I lose the feelings that are weighing me down

When I’m safe

It’s turning morning all the birds sing

I’m not complicating anything

I’ll have another then I’ll go to bed

But I’ll dream of you

Cause it’s almost over

And it’s almost gone

And I can feel the sweet illusion, coming

Sweet confusion, honey

Sweet illusion coming down

And I ain’t got nothing but love for you now

You and I used to shine like a jewel

But times been nothing to us but cruel

So play it out and never played the fool

Cause you’ll lose every time

We were nothing, we were only the past

Hard times like that don’t last

I’ve been forgiven, I’ve been surpassed

By my heart

Have you?

Cause it’s almost over

Yeah it’s almost gone

And I can feel the Sweet Illusion coming

Sweet Confusion, honey

Sweet Illusion coming down

And I ain’t got nothing but love for you

Love for you I can’t use

And lonely nights multiplied by the blues

That I can’t resolve

You never knew me but I did my best

I’m just lonely inside I guess

You gave me everything you really tried

Thanks….

If we were nothing and we’re only the past

Then I’m just living in a dream I guess

A long black dream that takes me down the river to you

Where it’s almost over

And we’re almost gone

And I can feel the Sweet Illusion coming

Sweet Confusion, honey

Sweet Illusion coming down

And lay my weary head down

Down on the rocks

On the mountain my savior made

Steady my soul and ease my worry

Hold me when I rattle like a hummingbird hummin‘

Tie me to the rocks on the mountain my savior made

Lie to me

Sing me a song

Sing me a song until the morning comes

If the morning comes, will you lie to me

Will you take me to your bed

Will you lay me down

Till I’m heavy like the rocks on the riverbed

That my savior made

I want to be the bluebird singing

Singing to the roses in her yard

The roses in her yard her father grew for her

It’s been raining that Tennessee honey

So long I got too heavy to fly

Ain’t no bluebird ever gets too heavy to sing

Lie to me

Sing me a song

Sing me a song until the morning comes

And if the morning don’t come, will you lie to me

Will you take me to your bed

Will you lay me down

Till I’m heavy like the rocks in the riverbed

That my savior made

We burned the cotton fields down in the valley

And ended up with nothing but scars

The scars became the lessons that we gave to our children after the war

But there ain’t nothing but the truth up on the Magnolia Mountain

Where nobody ever dies

Steady your soul and ease your worry

They got a room for you

Lie to me like I lie to you

Calm me down until the morning comes

And if the morning don’t come

Lie to me

Will you take me to your bed

Will you lay me down

All heavy like the rocks in the riverbed

That my savior made