All the world loves lovers. All the world loves people in love. Don't forget it. Don't forget it. Love, whatever the price. . All the world loves lovers.
All boys believe anything, anything. All boys believe anything, anything. All boys believe anything, anything. All boys believe anything, anything.
I'm a ghost to you now. I'm someone you don't really wish to see. I'm a ghost to you now. A shadow since you turned your back on me. . Maybe you'll learn.
walk through nature's dweeling. hide from obscure trees listening. winter brings gloom, brings remnants of. our shadows. twilight casts shadows on those who.
I'd like to say hi to all the girls in the balcony. Okay-get my Brooke Shields doll out. Get my left glove on my left hand. Are ya ready?. I'm sick of Michael Jackson.
Auf dem Zeitstrom, Fluwelt der Zeit. die Suche nach der Macht, die uns befreit. ewiger Planet, noch unbekannt. Expedition ins Niemandsland. Gefahren ausgesetzt, dem Tod doch fern.
Die Fernbedienung in der Hand. sind wir schon alle sehr gespannt. die Show die wir auf dem Bildschirm sehen. soll niemals mehr zu Ende gehen. Fremde Menschen sitzen im Kreis.
(Powderfinger/Fanning). you've been working all you life. all weekends and overtime. while your trying to unwind. you can't relate to the leisured life.
Rolling lifes endless highway, seems there aint no wrong or right way. We just keep heading towards that distant light. Maybe were two restless souls, never sure which way to go.
Jeg husker da jeg l i vogga mi. Og s foreldrene noen hadde gitt meg. Jeg husker at jeg hadde s lyst til si. S mye dere har lre av meg. Jeg husker jeg ble eldre og smartere dag for dag.
I saw you standing there. The wind blowing your hair. It's fate my life has brought me here to you. . You walked over my way. I didn't know what to say..
How can I just let you walk away?. Just let you leave without a trace. When I stand here taking every breath with you. You're the only one who really knew me at all.
Friday comes with little warning. Saturday is close behind. Then you sleep in Sunday morning. Monday back out on the line. . Bitter friends go passing by you.
And I asked again. "Would it be alright for me. To acquire someone else's disenchantment?". I could reconnect. To another time and place. Reconsider letting loose and running rampant.
She dropped my hand and said, "I will go no further". I dropped my head and hid my tears with laughter. (You know that). Life's never been a great mystery to me.
Miles of avenues, buildings of blocks. Window reflections of mirrors. Compass morality, blueprints of thought. . Who'll be the one to delight you?. The positive one to invite you?.
All the stars may shine a-bright. All the clouds may be white. But when you smile. Oh how I feel so good that I can hardly wait. . To hold you, enfold you.
I counted down. Just like you did before you said. It's too short. How long I said. It's too short. Who's to blame. A golden plate. If it's true I'm born to remain star across.
I got the devil in me. It's a cloud. It's sadness. It's a cloud. I want to find compassion. And I find it vanishes. These thoughts I have they seem. To pass me by.