Laying On Of Hands/Stoic 2 Suzanne Vega

Mother Theresa understood the laying on of hands What I often wonder is how she kept from hearing love’s demands If in her loneliness she ever dreamed of following earthly commands, oh yeah Mother Theresa

Song Of The Stoic Suzanne Vega

I am a man I’ve been working all my days This is my accounting Of my means and of my ways More years are behind me now Than years that are ahead Looking back I feel This is my story to be said I faced

Language Suzanne Vega

Suzanne Vega If language were liquid Instead here we are It would be rushing in In a silence more eloquent Words are too solid Than any word could ever be They don't move fast enough To catch the blur

Gypsy (Album Version) Suzanne Vega

You come from far away With pictures in your eyes Of coffee shops and morning streets In the blue and silent sunrise But night is the cathedral Where we recognized the sign We strangers know each

Gypsy Suzanne Vega

You come from far away With pictures in your eyes Of coffeeshops and morning streets In the blue and silent sunrise But night is the cathedral Where we recognized the sign We strangers know each

Rosemary Suzanne Vega

I had met you just the day before, like an accident of fate, in the window there behind your door. How I wanted to break in to that room beneath your skin, but all that would have to wait.

Portrait Of The Knight Of Wands Suzanne Vega

he stood upon the last bastions of the place looked out on the ruins with thunder in his face an introverted spectacle in the flowers on the rocks the daisies on the ramparts blowing free his heart was

Lolita Suzanne Vega

Lolita Almost grown Lolita Go on home Hey girl Don't be a dog all your life Don't beg for Some little crumb of affection Don't try To be somebody's wife So young You need a word of protection Lolita Almost

St. Clare (Album Version) Suzanne Vega

call on that saint and the candle that burns keeping her safe until her return plaster and paint holding the fire a poor woman's saint holding all man's desire bold little bird fly away home

Zephyr & I Suzanne Vega

Zephyr and I stand out on West End Avenue Talking about the things that All of us used to do And the wind kicks up with the smell of rain The kids are gone but the souls remain Zephyr and I sort out our

Book Of Dreams Suzanne Vega

In my book of dreams In my book of dreams In my book of dreams I took your urgent whisper Stole the arc of a white wing Rode like foam on the river of pity Turned its tide to strength Healed the

Priscilla Suzanne Vega

she'd come to my house and dance in the hall with the music up loud against the light on the wall I danced beside her feeling no shame we were in costume and this was a game she'd put on her skirt of layers

Fat Man & Dancing Girl Suzanne Vega

I stand in a wide flat land No shadow or shade of a doubt Whore the megaphone man Met the girl with her hand that's Covering most of her mouth Fall in love with a bright idea And the way a world

Machine Ballerina Suzanne Vega

a thing on a string to be thrown and retrieved like a phone call received on somebody's birthday to tease and delight and then say goodnight and then just say goodbye? Am I a toy on a tray ?

Marlene on the Wall Suzanne Vega

Observe the blood, the rose tattoo Of the fingerprints on me from you Other evidence has shown That you and I are still alone We skirt around the danger zone And don\'t talk about it later Marlene

When Heroes Go Down Suzanne Vega

When heroes go down They go down fast So don't expect any time to Equivocate the past When heroes go down They land in flame So don't expect any slow and careful Settling of blame I heard

Left Of Center Suzanne Vega

If you want me You can find me Left of center Off of the strip In the fringes In the outskirts In the corner Out of the grip When they ask me "Nothing much" (not much) "What are you looking at?"

Silver Bridge Suzanne Vega

My heart is full today For the recently departed Of sorrow and of sympathy Into that land uncharted The old man turned away from me The stairway he ascended I heard his struggle through the night with

In Liverpool Suzanne Vega

In Liverpool On Sunday No traffic On the avenue The light is pale and thin Like you No sound, down In this part of town Except for the boy in the belfry He's crazy, he's throwing himself Down

Solitaire (Album Version) Suzanne Vega

Black on the red and the red on the black. It's a tic of a tired mind. Come and sit down, won't you try your luck. See if you unwind. Never use your threes and twos. Follow superstition.

Solitaire Suzanne Vega

Black on the red and the red on the black. It's a tic of a tired mind. Come and sit down, won't you try your luck. See if you unwind. Never use your threes and twos. Follow superstition.

As A Child Suzanne Vega

As a child You have a doll You see this doll Sitting in her chair You watch her face Her knees apart Her eyes of glass In a secretive stare She seems to She seems to She seems to Have

Straight Lines (Album Version) Suzanne Vega

There's a sound Across the alley Touching skin Of cold metalAnd you can see That she has gone and cut If you look in her window Her hair again In straight lines Straight lines Those soft golden lights

Horizon (There Is A Road) Suzanne Vega

Beyond this one It’s called the path We don’t yet take I can feel how it longs To be entered upon It calls to me with a cry And an ache As we go along this one And we live the way we do Love pulls us on

99.9F Suzanne Vega

99.9 Fahrenheit degrees Stable now, with rising possibilities It could be normal but it isn't quite Could make you want to stay awake at night You seem to me Like a man 0n the verge of burning

99.9F° Suzanne Vega

99.9 Fahrenheit degrees It could be normal but it isn't quite Stable now, with rising possibilities Could make you want to stay awake at night You seem to me Like a man 0n the verge of burning 99.9 Fahrenheit

99.9 F° Suzanne Vega

99.9 Fahrenheit degrees It could be normal but it isn't quite Stable now, with rising possibilities Could make you want to stay awake at night You seem to me Like a man 0n the verge of burning 99.9 Fahrenheit

99.9 Degrees Farenheit Suzanne Vega

99.9 Fahrenheit degrees Stable now, with rising possibilities It could be normal but it isn`t quite Could make you want to stay awake at night You seem to me Like a man 0n the verge of burning 99.9 Fahrenheit

Anniversary Suzanne Vega

Thick with ghosts, the wind whips round in circuitries Carrying words as strangers exchange pleasantries Do they intrude upon your private reveries As they meet you on each corner Meet you on each

Angel’s Doorway Suzanne Vega

Angel comes home His clothes in a cloud Of the dust and the dirt and destruction She waits inside She knows he's arrived She feels this with no introduction [Chorus:] At angel's door You have to leave

Calypso Suzanne Vega

<Calypso> My name is Calypso And I have lived alone I live on an island And I waken to the dawn A long time ago I watched him struggle with the sea I knew that he was drowning And I brought

Tom's Diner Suzanne Vega

I am sitting in the morning at the diner on the corner I am waiting at the counter for the man to pour the coffee And he fills it only half way and before I even argue He is looking out the window at

Soap And Water Suzanne Vega

Soap and water take the day from my hand scrub the salt from my stinging skin slip me loose of this wedding band Soap and water hang my heart on the line scour it down in a wind of sand bleach it clean

Tom\'s Diner (feat. DNA) Suzanne Vega

[Tom\'s diner] by Suzanne Vega I am sitting in the morning At the diner on the corner I am waiting at the counter For the man to pour the coffee And he fills it only halfway And before I even

Neighborhood Girls (Album Version) Suzanne Vega

Used to hang out, in front of McKinsey's Bar, and we were Clientele... "Oh she's gone?" Interested in her, and her "Yes, she's gone, gone, gone."

It Makes Me Wonder Suzanne Vega

The virgin mary on a chain Has hit me in the mouth again As we explore the carnal score Of sacred and profane Sulky boy won't drink his milk Mothers breast beneath the silk Remains untouched it's way too

Tired Of Sleeping Suzanne Vega

Oh Mum the dreams are not so bad It's just that there's so much to do And I'm tired of sleepin Oh Mum the old man is telling me something His eyes are wide and his mouth is thin and I just can't hear what

Some Journey (Album Version) Suzanne Vega

If I had met you on some journey Where would we be now If we had met some eastbound train Would you have worn your silken robes Would I have dressed in smoke and fire Through some black sleeping town All

Crack In The Wall Suzanne Vega

Each of these so finely drawn I could not believe I found it.

Headshots Suzanne Vega

The sign said "Headshots" And that was all, A picture of a boy And a number you could call, Two eyes in the shade A mouth so sad and small, It's strange the way a shadow Can fall across the wall

Tombstone Suzanne Vega

I like a tombstone cause it weathers well and if it stands or if it crumbles only time will tell there'll be no dancing on the gravestone you must cut it deep if you carve my name in marble you must let

Ironbound / Fancy Poultry Suzanne Vega

the ironbound section near Avenue L where the Portuguese women come to see what you sell the clouds so low the morning so slow as the wires cut through the sky The beams and bridges cut the light on

Tired Of Sleeping (Album Version) Suzanne Vega

Oh Mom, the dreams are not so bad It\'s just that there\'s so much to do And I\'m tired of sleeping Oh Mom, the old man is telling me something His eyes are wide and his mouth is thin And I just

Song In Red And Grey Suzanne Vega

The reproach in your daughter's most beautiful face made me wonder just how she could know of that something that happened between you and me so much more than a long time ago Her mother, I can see

Songs In Red and Gray (Album Version) Suzanne Vega

The reproach in your daughter's most beautiful face made me wonder just how she could know of that something that happened between you and me so much more than a long time ago Her mother, I can see

Songs In Red and Gray Suzanne Vega

the reproach in your daughter's most beautiful face made me wonder just how she could know of that something that happened between you and me so much more than a long time ago her mother, I can see, lives

Small Blue Thing Suzanne Vega

perectly round I am watching you I am cold aginst your skin You are perfectly reflected Iam lost inside your pocket I am lost against Your fingers I am falling down the stairs I am skipping on

Some Journey Suzanne Vega

If we had met some eastbound train Through some black sleeping town Would you have worn your silken robes All made of royal blue? Would I have dressed in smoke and fire For you to see through?

Fool's Complaint Suzanne Vega

How I hate the Queen of Pentacles Sitting on her golden throne In her domestic tyranny All roads lead back to her alone The whole wide world is a great big drain And the vortex is her heart Her needs and

Tom`s Diner Suzanne Vega

I am siting in the morning at the diner on the corner 아침에 난 길모퉁이에 있는 식당에 앉아 있어 I am waiting at the counter for the man to pour the coffee 카운터에서 커피를 따라주길 기다리고 있지 And he fill it only halfway and before