Creed Lyrics
Creed Lyrics
"I'm Eighteen Lyrics"
Any Old Arms Won't Do Lyrics
I'd like to rush into somebody's heart and lose myself in sight But just any old arms won't do they must belong to you
Lines form on my face and hands
Lines form from the up's and down's
I'm in the middle without any plans
I'm a boy and I'm a man
I'm eighteen and I don't know what I want
Eighteen, I just don't know what I want
Eighteen,
I'd like to rush into somebody's heart and lose myself in sight But just any old arms won't do they must belong to you
Lines form on my face and hands
Lines form from the up's and down's
I'm in the middle without any plans
I'm a boy and I'm a man
I'm eighteen and I don't know what I want
Eighteen, I just don't know what I want
Eighteen,
Better By You Better Than Me Lyrics
You could find a way to ease my passion You listen to the blood flow in my veins You hear the teaching of the wind I gotta get away
I've gotta get out of this place
I'll go running in outer space
Oh Yeah
I've gotta baby's brain and an old man's heart
Took eighteen years to get this far
Don't always know what I'm talking about
Feels
Cause I'm
Eighteen, I get confused everyday
Eighteen, I just don't know what to say
Eighteen, I gotta get away
Oh, lines form on my face and my hands
Lines form on the left and
I'm in the middle, the middle of life
I'm a boy and I'm a man
I'm Eighteen and I like it
Yes I like it
Well I like it, love it, like it, love it
Eighteen, Eighteen, Eighteen
I'm Eighteen and I like it
You could find a way to ease my passion You listen to the blood flow in my veins You hear the teaching of the wind
I've gotta get out of this place
I'll go running in outer space
Oh Yeah
I've gotta baby's brain and an old man's heart
Took eighteen years to get this far
Don't always know what I'm talking about
Feels
All Fall Down Lyrics
(Ron Peterson/Harlan Howard) Castles tall Houses small Left alone All fall down Dreams so c
like I'm living in the middle of doubt(Ron Peterson/Harlan Howard) Castles tall Houses small Left alone All fall down Dreams so c
Cause I'm
Eighteen, I get confused everyday
Eighteen, I just don't know what to say
Eighteen, I gotta get away
Oh, lines form on my face and my hands
Lines form on the left and
Downtown Lyrics
Red pants and the sugarman in the temple street gloom, drinkin' chivas regal in a four dollar room, just another
rightRed pants and the sugarman in the temple street gloom, drinkin' chivas regal in a four dollar room, just another
I'm in the middle, the middle of life
I'm a boy and I'm a man
I'm Eighteen and I like it
Yes I like it
Well I like it, love it, like it, love it
Eighteen, Eighteen, Eighteen
I'm Eighteen and I like it