- The Air That I Breathe (Hammond / Hazelwood)
- No More Riders (Sylvester / Gordon)
The Air That I Breathe (Hammond / Hazelwood)
If I could make a wish
I think I'd pass
Can't think of anything I need
No cigarettes, no sleep, no light, no sound
Nothing to eat, no books to read
Making love with you
Has left me peaceful, warm, and tired
What more could I ask
There's nothing left to be desired
Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak
So sleep, silent angel, go to sleep
Sometimes, all I need is the air that I breathe
And to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
Yes to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
Break
Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak
So sleep, silent angel, go to sleep
Sometimes, all I need is the air that I breathe
And to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
Yes to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
Sometimes, all I need is the air that I breathe
And to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
Yes to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
And to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
Yes to love you
No More Riders (Sylvester / Gordon)
Golden eagle spreads his wings
High above in a windless sky
And a bare back rider on an open plain
We hunt together for our prey
Wagon train on an open trail
Eagle flies to protect his young
As they stand to face their foe
They're too long this land of hope
War drums beat to the dancing feet
Young braves high on a victory cry
Wheels are burning at the end of day
No survivors, dead they lay
Break
Homefires burn has the braves return
Travel feast to the dead of night
No one heard when the soldiers came
Way too late, dead they lay
Golden eagle spreads his wings
High above in a windless sky
No more riders on an open plain
No more riders |