Sting

Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light Those days are over You don't have to sell your body to the night Roxanne, you don't have to wear that dress tonight Walk the streets for money You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right Roxanne, you

[ti:Moon Over Bourbon Street] [ar:Sting] [offset:500] [00:00.29] Theres a moon over bourbon street tonight [00:06.83] I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight [00:15.76] Ive no choice but to follow that call [00:21.02] The bright lights, t

I woke up in my clothes again this morning I don't know exactly where I am And I should heed my doctor's warning He does the best with me he can He claims I suffer from delusion But I'm so confident I'm sane It can't be an optical illusion So how can

Alone with my thoughts this evening I walked on the banks of Tyne I wondered how I could win you Or if I could make you mine Or if I could make you mine The wind it was so insistent With tales of a stormy south But when I spied two birds in a sycamor

The streets are wet The lights have yet To shed their tawdry lustre on the scene My skirt's too short My tights have run These new heels are killing me My second pack of cigarettes It's a slow night but there's time yet Here comes john from his other

Flow my tears, fall from your springs, Exil'd for ever: let me mourn Where night's black bird her sad infamy sins, There let me live forlorn. Down, vain lights, shine you no more, No nights are dark enough for those That in despair their last fortune

A stone's throw from Jerusalem I walked a lonely mile in the moonlight And though a million stars were shining My heart was lost on a distant planet That whirls around the April moon Whirling in an arc of sadness I'm lost without you, I'm lost withou

He looked beneath his shirt today There was a wound in his flesh so deep and wide From the wound a lovely flower grew From somewhere deep inside He turned around to face his mother To show her the wound in his breast That burned like a brand But the

Seven days, was all she wrote A kind of ultimatum note, she gave to me She gave to me When I thought the field had cleared It seems another suit appeared to challenge me Woe is me Though I hate to make a choice My options are decreasing mostly rapidl

Tied to the tracks and the train's fast coming Strapped to the wing with the engine running You say that this wasn't in your plan And don't mess around with the demolition man Tied to a chair, and the bomb is ticking This situation was not of your pi

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone It's not warm when she's away Ain't no sunshine when she's gone And she's always gone too long anytime she goes away Wonder this time where she's gone Wonder if she's gone to stay Ain't no sunshine when she's gone An

The very thought of you makes my heart sing Like an April breeze on the wings of spring And you appear in all your splendor My one and only love The shadows fall and spread their mystic charms In the hush of night while you're in my arms I feel your

Young teacher, the subject Of schoolgirl fantasy She wants him so badly Knows what she wants to be Inside her there's longing This girl's an open page Book marking - she's so close now This girl is half his age Don't stand, don't stand so Don't stand

Have you ever had the feeling That the world's gone and left you behind Have you ever had the feeling That you're that close to loosing your mind You look around each corner Hoping that she's there You try to play it cool perhaps Pretend that you don

Another night finds me alone In my dreams You still touch me Your picture by my telephone In that smile You still thrill me Now if I sleep I sleep here alone In my bed tonight You still haunt me And if I'm falling I'm falling like a stone In my night

Though I've tried before to tell her Of the feelings I have for her in my heart Every time that I come near her I just lose my nerve as I've done from the start Every little thing she does is magic Everything she do just turns me on Even though my li

Be still my beating heart It would be better to be cool It's not time to be open just yet A lesson once learned is so hard to forget Be still my beating heart Or I'll be taken for a fool It's not healthy to run at this pace The blood runs so red to m

I sat down and wrote this letter Telling you that I felt better Since you'd gone and I was free I'm so happy I have so little time to spare now I'm wanted almost everywhere now I make out like Casanova Friends are always coming over I signed my name

In Europe and America there's a growing feeling of hysteria Conditioned to respond to all the threats In the rhetorical speeches of the Soviets Mister Krushchev said, 'We will bury you' I don't subscribe to this point of view It'd be such an ignorant

Seven weeks have passed now since she left me She shows her face to ask me how I am She says the kids are fine and that they miss me Maybe I could come and baby-sit sometime She says, "Are you O.K.? I was worried about you Can you forgive me? I hope