Hey, did I say i don't mind if you want to go home. Take me there no you don't have to travel alone. through the night cross the sea going back in time.
The wind it haunts the valleys. The rivers running away. The cities and the soil. The pavements, stones and the clay. . Dark clouds are following you.
I'll take this chance to tell my friends. What I'm thinking of. On second thought I'll think some more. And tell you later on. . She don't even care. But I would die for her love.
It don't mean a thing. If it ain't got that swing. (doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah. Doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah). It don't mean a thing. All you got to do is sing.
I bet you've had another downfall. It's time for me to get it right. You're taking it. You're taking it. You're taking it. You're taking it. You're taking it.
I bet you've had another downfall. It's time for me to get it right. You're taking it. You're taking it. You're taking it. You're taking it. You're taking it.
In my town where the system sleeps. Nobody gives a damn. It's up to you how to hide to flee. Their hunger never ends. Hateful design builds the structure divine.
Can you please remind me where the fuck I've been. Cause I can't find it out you see. So return me to a vital place. From a distant observation. Corrosion of emotions.
You're taking care of your instincts. No matter what you do. Your life could be so much better. When everything is through. The demons that refused to let you go.
I feel so empty inside myself. a feeling so insecure. caught in the circle of addiction. a silent scream is piercing. you need to kill the pain. piercing through you vien.
From the darkest river. Comes the darkest heart. Never to be one with all I know. So bitter to the core. Won't you fix your grudging soul. Forgiving, yet unable to see what you have done.
Intro:. . The Maestro. Fresh Wes. the symphony. is in full effect. . Verse 1:. . Let your backbone slide. let it slip let the rythym rip. while my lyrics leave my lips.
Chorus [maestro fresh wes]. It's the mad flavour kicker, the script flipper. They call me fresh wes (ah yeah dat's my nigga!). It's the mad flavour kicker, the script flipper.
Whoa I, I just wanna ease your mind. Put your doubts to bed tonight. Lay down and let me tell you. You're, you're the kind of once in our lives. That lock it down don't come around twice.
Lá, Lalá Lalá!. Lalá Lalá!. Lalalá!. . Lá, Lalá Lalá!. Lalá Lalá!. Lalalá!. . Faz muito tempo. Mas eu me lembro. Você implicava comigo. Mas hoje eu vejo.
Vivemos esperando. Dias melhores. Dias de paz, dias a mais. Dias que não deixaremos. Para trás. Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!.... . Vivemos esperando. O dia em que.
Música: Marco Tulio e PJ -Letra: Marco Tulio, PJ e Rogério. Lá fora. Todos os corações procuram a sua órbita. Novas propostas pro mundo. Novos encaixes pras coisas.
O melhor lugar do mundo. É dentro de um abraço. Pro mais velho ou pro mais novo. Pra alguém apaixonado. Alguém medroso. . O melhor lugar do mundo. É dentro de um abraço.
L fora,. Todos os coraes procuram a sua rbita. Novas propostas pro mundo. Novos encaixes pras coisas. Que ainda no esto no lugar. Atento s diversidades.