1471 |
Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away. Now it looks as though they're here to stay. Oh, I believe in yesterday. |
The Beatles, |
Yesterday |
1472 |
Yesterdays got nothin' for me, old pictures that I'll always see. Ain't got time to reminisce old novelties. |
Guns and Roses, |
Yesterdays |
1473 |
You are broken now, but faith can heal you. |
Tool, |
Opiate |
1474 |
You can hide beneath the covers and study your pain, make crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain. Waste your summer praying in vain, for a savior to rise from these streets. |
Bruce Springsteen, |
Thunder Road |
1475 |
You can't shut off the risk and the pain without losing the love that remains. |
Bruce Springsteen, |
Human Touch |
1476 |
You feed it all your woes, the ghostly garden grows. |
Joni Mitchell, |
Nathan La Franeen |
1477 |
You get so used to being sad, you never try to be glad. |
Broder Daniel, |
Happy People Never Fantasize |
1478 |
You got to cry without weeping, talk without speaking, scream without raising your voice. You know I took poison from the poison stream, then I floated out of here. |
U2, |
Running To Stand Still |
1479 |
You know you're in trouble, when the bartender cries. |
Michael Peterson, |
When The Bartender Cries |
1480 |
You make believe that nothing is wrong until you're crying. |
Limp Bizkit, |
Rearranged |
1481 |
You reach out your hand, but you're all alone, in those time passages. |
Al Stewart, |
Time Passages |
1482 |
You should be happy, you should be so glad. So why are you so lonely, you 21st century man? |
Electric Light Orchestra, |
21st Century Man |
1483 |
You should have known from the start, the problems in hand are lighter than at heart. |
White Stripes, |
Little Acorns |
1484 |
You slammed my face down on the barbecue grill, now my scars are all healing, but my heart never will. |
Weird Al Yankovic, |
You Don't Love Me Any More |
1485 |
You who wish to conquer pain, you must learn what makes one kind. |
Leonard Cohen, |
Avalanche |
1486 |
You're going to be buying your ticket with your heartache, you're gonna be payin' the man with your dues. You're gonna be living alone when you hear that whistle moan, you're gonna be learnin' to live with the blues. |
Don McLean, |
Blues Train |