Nights on Broadway
Bee Gees
Here we are
In a room full of strangers
Standing in the dark
Where your eyes couldn't see me
Well, I had to follow you
Though you did not want me to
But that won't stop my lovin' you
I can't stay away
Chorus:
Blamin' it all on the nights on Broadway
Singin' them love songs
Singin' them "straight to the heart" songs
Blamin' it all on the nights on Broadway
Singin' them sweet sounds
To that crazy, crazy town
Now in my place
There are so many others
Standin' in the line
How long will they stand between us
Well, I had to follow you
Though you did not want me to
But that won't stop my lovin' you
I can't stay away
Blamin' it all (blamin' it all)
On the nights on Broadway (blame it on the nights on Broadway)
Singin' them love songs
Singin' them "straight to the heart" songs
Blamin' it all (I'm blamin' it all)
On the nights on Broadway (blame it on the nights on Broadway)
Singin' them sweet sounds
To that crazy, crazy town (blamin' it in on those nights)
I will wait
Even if it takes forever
I will wait
Even if it takes a lifetime
Somehow I feel inside
You never-ever left my side
Make it like it was before
Even if it takes a lifetime, takes a lifetime, ooh
Blamin' it all (blamin' it all)
On the nights on Broadway (blame it on the nights on Broadway)
Singin' them love songs (yeah, yeah)
Singin' them "straight to the heart" songs (yeah, blamin' it all)
Blamin' it all (blamin' it all)
On the nights on Broadway (blame it on the nights on Broadway)
Singin' them sweet sounds (oh yeah)
To that crazy, crazy town (yeah)
From: "David Hayman"I remember a time
When the bloom was on the cotton
When our hearts chased the clouds
Like the swallow on the wing
When our cares, which were already few
Were soon forgotten
Just sittin' on the front porch swing
Oh, we'd sit every Sunday
And watched the married ladies
And we'd dream of white dresses
And churchbells in the spring
And they'd talk and paint their nails
While they'd let us hold their babies
Sittin' on the front porch swing
Where was I when the time came
To join the married ladies
Why did I paint the nail
When the finger had no ring
Why do I sit at my age
And long to hold their babies
Sittin' on the front porch swing
When the mind longs to follow
But the memory erases
And the lips form the words
But the heart no longer sings
When the leaves in the hollow
Have been dyed to match our faces
Sittin' on the front porch swing
Oh, we'll dream of the time
When the bloom was on the cotton
When our hearts chased the clouds
Like the swallow on the wing
But the words to the rhyme
Are not the only thing forgotten
Sittin' on the front porch swing
Sittin' on the front porch swing