1.She Belongs To Me
Lyricist：Bob Dylan
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She can take the dark out of the nighttime
And paint the daytime black
You will start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees
You will start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees
But you will wind up peeking through her keyhole
Down upon your knees
She never stumbles
She's got no place to fall
She never stumbles
She's got no place to fall
She's nobody's child
The law can't touch her at all
She wears an Egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks
She wears an Egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks
She's a hypnotist collector
You are a walking antique
Bow down to her on Sunday
Salute her when her birthday comes
Bow down to her on Sunday
Salute her when her birthday comes
For Halloween buy her a trumpet
And for Christmas, give her a drum
2.Hang On To A Dream
Lyricist：Hardin James Timothy
What can I say？
She's walking away from all we saw
What can I do？
Still loving you, it's all a dream
How can we hang on to a dream？
How can it really be the way it seems？
What can I do？
She's still saying it's through with how it was
What will I find？
I still can't see why she says what she does
How can we hang on to a dream？
How can it really be the way it seems？
What can I say？
She's walking away from all we saw
What can I do？
She's still saying we're through, it's all a dream
How can we hang on to a dream？
How can it really be the way it seems？
How can we hang on to a dream？
3.Azrael Revisted
They ask me what gray thought has just clouded my eye
I told them that Azrael looked down on their decline
What gray thought, if any, crossed the landscape of your mind
I told them that Azrael looks down on you from behind
I told them what they asked, why I hold my breath
If Azrael on wings of death collects his pound of flesh
I told them what they asked, why I hold my breath？
Azrael the angel brings only death
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