Did you ever wonder how Santa gets his light to see. When the moon is in the shadows or hidden behind a tree?. Now we've all heard of Rudolph, how his nose lights up the trail.
Dark moon a way up high up in the sky. Oh tell me why oh tell me why you've lost your splendor. Dark moon why is the cause your light withdraws. Is it because is it because I lost my love.
While you're dancing with a stranger there where the other cheaters hide. Oh what happened to us darling for mI know my place is by your side. I hate her eyes and laughing red lips those red lips that kissed away my cry.
I remember poor old dad times. Were hard and things were bad. But there's a silver lining behind every cloud. . Just poor people that's all we were tryin' to make.
Our little boy is four years old. And quite a little man. So we spell out the words. We don't want him to understand. . Like T-O-Y or maybe, S-U-R-P-R-I-S-E.
Taramtamtam. trampeln wir mit den Schuh'n. . es dudelt der Sack. das Akkoreon dazu.. Taramtamtam. trampeln wir und es kracht. . nun geht sie los. die Friesische Nacht.
Komm mach nich so'n Gesicht. ich weiß. ich hab versagt.. Ich hab die Welt noch immer nicht in Ornung gebracht.. Zehntausend Katastrophen stehn Schlange vor dem Turm..
Don't like the way you make me feel. Deep down inside. Don't like the words you speak cause it's. No truth only lies ... only lies. You don't know me.
Look behind the mask. See the baby's eye. The one who's all alone. The one left victimized. . Gaze upon the child. Head hung to his chest. He has no self esteem.
It doesn't really matter where you are. You could be living on a distant star. Just as long as you're feeling right. You could be happy on this fine night.
Oh. My love and I were thinking. How low our boat was sinking. From fishing for the blues. Every lure we tried. Jonesey turned the tide. We lost our cool.
December dream. The last snowfall in June. The darkest nightmare. Too late. Too soon. . Don't cry darling, don't cry. We will all die. December dream.
'Twas one long year today. I left Bournemouth and you. Adventure, salt and spray. King's service I must do. But dear Christine I hold you dearly. If only you could hear me.
Wearing my rose-colored glasses. . Clearing my path to ecstasy. . Sharing a feeling that surpasses. . Fearing it's all a fantasy. . Don't make it stop.
Hoch in den Bergen überm Königsee. . da haust die Maid und hütet Vieh im frischen Klee. hoch auf den sonnigen Matten.. Sie ist so fromm und dennoch ungehemmt.
Hoch in den Bergen beim Königssee. da haust die Maid und hütet Vieh im frischen Klee. hoch auf den sonnigen Matten.. Sie ist so fromm und dennoch ungehemmt,.
The Knife Is On The Table.. I Put Myself To Sleep.. All I Know Is All I Know.. Remember What You Sow Is What Reap!. Why Can't I Fucking Believe You?. This is Your words For Me..
The Knife Is On The Table.. I Put Myself To Sleep.. Remember What You Sow Is What Reap!. Why Can't I Fucking Believe You?. This is Your words For Me..