Top-Songs von Scott Cooley
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Scott Cooley
Performer
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Scott Cooley
Songwriter
Songtexte
When prayers don't get answered by heaven above
And it seems like all I've got is time
When there's no one to fill my heart with love
When my mind's eye is blind
To escape this emptiness I feel
I can fill my head with pretty pictures
It's better that I read about things that are real
Instead of some made-up scripture
They're merely objects of my desire
I have the will, but not the means
Magazine, things I'll never be able to do
Magazine, every time I've got a case of the blues
Magazine, places I won't ever go
Magazine, things I've always wanted to know
Magazine, stuff I'll never be able to own
Magazine, dream of calling another place home
Travel without being heard or seen, magazine
Can't really afford the monthly rate
I've been out of circulation
But it's the stories that I can't go without
The trials and the tribulations
Can't make it out to a bookstore
A newstand or coffee shop
But when it's delivered to my mailbox
It's a subscription I won't ever stop
Architecture, travel, sports and wildlife
Satire set me free
Magazine, things I'll never be able to do
Magazine, every time I've got a case of the blues
Magazine, places I won't ever go
Magazine, things I've always wanted to know
Magazine, stuff I'll never be able to own
Magazine, dream of calling another place home
Travel without being heard or seen, magazine
Can't throw away the old volumes
Stacks of fantasies against the wall
They're the closest I'll get to the real thing
These dreams, I paid for them all
All it is is just ink and paper
And every month it's sent to my home
But it brings the rest of the world to me
All the places I'll never roam
All I can do is sit alone and daydream
And live my life vicariously
Magazine, things I'll never be able to do
Magazine, every time I've got a case of the blues
Magazine, places I won't ever go
Magazine, things I've always wanted to know
Magazine, stuff I'll never be able to own
Magazine, dream of calling another place home
Travel without being heard or seen, magazine
No one can ever take away my dreams, magazine
Writer(s): Scott Richard Cooley
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