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There's thorns on the cactus tree
There's thorns on the rose
There's thorns in the heart of me
That nobody knows

They tear at the flesh until
The tears start to rise
They form in my heart

Be on you way
Don't try to say that
You love me still.
If we couldn't find
The right dream by now
Then we never will.
We paid our dues at the door
And never once saw the stage.

If I could ever say it right
And reach your hostage heart
Despite the doubts you harbor
Then you might
Come to believe in me.

The life I lead is not the kind
That gives a woman peace of mind

They came from Scandinavia, the land of midnight sun
And crossed the North Atlantic when this century was young
They'd heard that in America every man was free
To live the way he chose to live and be who he could be

Some of them were farmers there and tilled the frozen soil
But all they got was poverty for all their earnest toil
They say one was a sailor who sailed the wide world round

Lucky at love
Well, maybe so
There's still a lot of things you'll never know
Like why each time the sky begins to snow
You cry...

You're faithful to her
In your careless way

An only child
Alone and wild
A cabinet maker's son
His hands were meant
For different work
And his heart was known
To none --
He left his home

Longer than thereve been fishes in the ocean
Higher than any bird ever flew
Longer than thereve been stars up in the heavens
Ive been in love with you.

Stronger than any mountain cathedral
Truer than any tree ever grew
Deeper than any forest primeval

I have these moments
All steady and strong
I'm feeling so holy and humble
The next thing I know
I'm all worried and weak
And I feel myself
Starting to crumble.

Met my old lover in the grocery store
The snow was falling Christmas Eve
I stole behind her in the frozen foods
And I touched her on the sleeve

She didn't recognize the face at first
But then her eyes flew open wide
She went to hug me and she spilled her purse

Seeing you again
Was like meeting for the first time
In a foggy dream so many years ago.
Strangers in an airport
Searching for a word to break the ice.

Holding you again
Even for the briefest moment

Listen to me and I will try to
Sing you a song that makes you see
How much I long to be beside you
And how much you mean to me

Sometimes a song's the only way to
Show you my heart will never stray
So if I can't find words to tell you

In the Spring of Forty-seven,
So the story, it is told,
Old John Sutter went to the mill site
Found a piece of shining gold.

Well, he took it to the city
Where the word, like wildfire, spread.
And old John Sutter soon came to wish he'd