A sunny sky becoming. The haunted in the skies. A place in time and wonder. In a certain way. . A cage in bliss to save the rest. From us. I am lying among the trees.
Now. Don't just walk away. Pretending everythings okay and you don't care about me. And I know it's just no use. When all your lies become your truths and I don't care.
all my friends. shook it up. while i got trapped in time. and documents. leading up. so everything was mine. and my head won't stop. what happens then.
I rock rough and stuff with my Afro Puffs. (Rage). Rock on, wit' cha bad self. . I rock rough and stuff with my Afro Puffs. (Rage). Rock on, wit' cha bad self.
First Tell Me Say Ain't ..Kind Love You Like I Do. Want You Like I Do. If Anything ..Tell Me Who ..Hold You Down On The ... You Gonna Love Me From The Top Top Top Top.
Yea he says he loves me but then he don't. Always talkin bout what he gon do. But then he won't. This one tellin me he to busy to take me out. Can somebody come and tell me what's that all about?.
I packed my bags - in the land of rags. 'Cause I don't believe in them dimmo drags. Don't want to vote for the left wing - don't want to vote for the right.
Um abraço seu, um carinho seu. Significam mais que mil palavras. É a expressão da intenção. De um apaixonado coração. . Além de namorado, você é amigo.
Quantas vezes já tentei me esconder. Preocupado com o que iriam dizer. Já cantei tão vazio, já orei sem querer. Quantas vezes troquei o sim pelo não. Mas o Senhor sabia da minha intenção.
Não vou me preocupar com as perseguições. Com as pedras que me lançam. Jesus está por perto. Eu posso confiar, eu posso descansar. Jesus está por perto.
Well I'm going down the street. Going to see Sadie. To let her know. She's My Baby. And I'm tired of the games. She's been playin' on me. Well, I maybe young.
Away in a manger, no crib for his bed. The little lord Jesus lay down his sweet head. The stars in the sky looked down where he lay. The little lord Jesus.
Away in a manger, no crib for his bed. The little lord Jesus lay down his sweet head. The stars in the sky looked down where he lay. The little lord Jesus.
I'm almost goin' to the movies. And hangin' out with my friends. I'm almost seein' somebody new. I'm almost over getting over you. . I'm almost comin' to my senses.
Angels we have on heard high. Sweetly singing ore the plains. And the mountains in reply. Echoing their joyous strains. Gloria in excelsis Deo. Gloria in excelsis Deo.
There was always the voice of an angel. In the sweet lullaby of my dreams. Who would sing me a song made in heaven. That would awaken the music in me.
What am I gonna. Get you girl?. I want to buy you. The whole wide world. All I got is a letter jacket. And a mood ring. Sometimes I see you. Standing in the hall.
I'm almost goin to the movies. And hangin out with my friends. I'm almost seein somebody new. I'm almost over getting over you. . I'm almost coming to my senses.
Memories are a great gift. Memories are given to us by God. As a keepsake and a treasure. Memories allow us to call upon the past. . Memories can teach us.
It matters that the world knows. We must celebrate the gift of life. Every day in some way. We must always remember to play after every storm. All children are truly blessed.