(words and music © Howie Lucero, bmi) Oh I - I must be two faced, oh man. You see me now, oh, you see me later, but in between I just use the faders
(words and music © Howie Lucero, bmi) Fast light . . . fast food . . . rotating logos on the outside of your room. You run and run, and you run your
(words and music © Howie Lucero, bmi) I know this may seem all the same, but Elaine, I finally wrote the song that explains it away, and still there
(words and music © Howie Lucero, bmi) Wonder what of the one girl I knew I'd write this song of one afternoon? What of a time when we could see one
(words and music © Howie Lucero, bmi) I wonder why I should wonder while I am wearing out my welcome. Welcome - welcome to the home. Say, neat!
(words and music © Howie Lucero, bmi) Do you find a peculiar thing has entered? I- I think I feel . . . well I think . . . well I feel . . . maybe your
(words and music © Howie Lucero, bmi) You're the only one for me, baby, but you get around. Now, I know we both want some freedom, so how's this sound
(words and music © Howie Lucero, bmi) When the wall shows I'm only outside your window, stay fearless . . . don't hide, you don't know these shadows
(words and music © Howie Lucero, bmi) You've always said we'd be thin air together. Intending to step through it, but all the talk and designs won'
(words and music © Howie Lucero, bmi) In all the distraction, you slipped away. A trained eye would have caught it for sure, but I'm just not there
(words and music © Howie Lucero, bmi) Good morning, I want to be by the waterside. Like a fish, I remain. I'm like the sea and I want to be there.
(words and music by Howie Lucero © 1983) A rented view of a foreign sky from my room, in my eyes. An early breeze came to share the deep blue sea with
(words and music by Howie Lucero © 1983) Tale of what her kiss was like - what her kiss was like, a story I could never write 'cause I don't understand
(words and music by Howie Lucero © 1984) Cindy worked in the sandwich shop out on Matecumbe ringing the dinner chime and working the serving line. Her
(words and music © Howie Lucero, bmi) Lizzy was a fine young woman; I met her near the schoolhouse stage. She came on like an avalanche, brother; Man
(words and music by Howie Lucero © 1985) Living on Grinnell Street, Eddie and Julie. When Eddie would figure things out, he knew Julie would be there
(words and music by Howie Lucero © 1984) Stacey, it would've been a late night, but I know you have to go . . . the way you planned it so. And the cold
(words and music by Howie Lucero © 1984) Only a moment too late I came out screaming, "There's gold! Gold, Naomi!" I wasn't thinking how great a tragedy
