- Blackberry Way
Blackberry Way
Absolutely pouring down with rain
It's a terrible day
Up with the lark
Silly girl, I don't know what to say
She was running away
So now I'm standing on the corner
Lost in the things that I said
What am I supposed to do now?
Chorus
Goodbye Blackberry Way
I can't see you
I don't need you
Goodbye Blackberry Way
Sure to want me back another day
Down to the park
Overgrowing but the trees are bare
There's a memory there
Boats on the lake
Unattended now
The laughter drowned
I'm incredibly down
Just like myself they are neglected
Turn with my eyes to the wall
What am I supposed to do now?
Chorus
Run for the train
Look behind you for she may be there
Said a thing in the air
Blackberry Way
See the battlefield of careless sins
Cast to the winds
So full of emptiness without her
Lost in the words that I said
What am I supposed to do now?
Goodbye Blackberry Way
I can't see you, I don't need you.
Goodbye Blackberry Way
Sure to want me back another day.
Chorus
Letras
- (Here We Go Around) The Lemon Tree
A Certain Something
Beautiful Daughter
Bela Filha
Ben Crawley Steel Company
Blackberry Way
Brontosaurus
California Man
Homem da Califórnia
Cherry Blossom Clinic
Cherry Blossom Clinic Revisited
Chinatown
Curly
Disturbance
Do Ya
Fazer Você
Don't Mess Me Up
Não Me Confunda
Don't Throw Stones At Me
Down On The Bay
Ella James
Feel Too Good
Fields Of People
Fire Brigade
Flowers In The Rain
Flores Na Chuva
Hello Susie
Hey Grandma
I Can Hear The Grass Grow
It Wasn't My Idea To Dance
Lightning Never Strikes Twice
Looking Out
Message From The Country
Mist On A Monday Morning
Move
My Marge
Night Of Fear
No Time
Omnibus
Open Up Said The World At The Door
Abrir e Dizer Ao Mundo Na Porta
The Girl Outside
The Last Thing On My Mind
The Minister
The Words Of Aaron
This Time Tomorrow
Tonight
Turkish Tram Conductor Blues
Until Your Moma's Gone
Useless Information
Vote For Me
Walk Upon The Water
Wave The Flag And Stop The Train
Weekend
What?
When Alice Comes Back To The Farm
Wild Tiger Woman
Yellow Rainbow
Zing Went The Strings Of My Head