Kolla arkanı. Çünkü biz gece savaşçıları. Ne yapıyorsan yapmaya devam et. Ama unutma gözümüz üzerinde. . Kolla, kolla arkanı. Çünkü biz gece savaşçıları.
Broken glass and wounded leg. They said they left me here to mend. I cast a sail from my pretend. Wont you meet me at the waters edge. . Laying tired on the ground.
When I met you I should've been warned. Ooh, I could see you change from day to day. But you kept me guessing, playing for fun. What'll you do, ooh, what would you say?.
Tin can sound and a dead-eyed crowd. Can turn a sane man crazy and a crazy man sad. I can fight with the best. But I can only go so many round. . And that's grounds for separation.
I've gotta lotta nerve a. Gotta lotta do do do. You got, you got it. Gotta lotta nerve a. You, you, you. Gotta lotta nerve a. . Oh no, stop bitching indiscretion.
Funny how the times can change as fast as we can run. Sad to say we had to part when the fun had just begun. Now the night is over. And I'm waiting for the day we can be together.
Automatic action. Follow my reflection. I see myself in watching you. Lock into a vision, rising through the rhythm. . Trance until the dance is through.
You need to make it on your own. You wanna shake it, do it alone. Whatever happened, I did alright by you. . I can feel the passion girl, it's still as strong.
(gloryland, in gloryland. (you're here in gloryland). . It started with a feeling. And a dream was born in you. You hope and pray that come the day. You'll see that dream come true..
There's no decision. You look my way. I know that expression. And I know what it says. . It would be so easy. The light is right. We forget in the moment.
People always called me a fool. Because I never treated you cruel. I treated you good and you still walked away. But my stubborness still makes me say...keep sayin'.
You've got Sicilian imagination. Second generation. And a long way from the family crime. But you've got your own way. Sign on the line, sign on the line, on the line.
A young hog in the hood playin' chase. Smile on his face. Havin' fun ''cause it ain't nothin' like this place. And you don't wanna race. Fool I got the new ones on.
Rememberin' when we first met. We had that adventure in our eyes. But something got away, I guess. In the everyday of our lives. . And I don't know what keeps us here.
Never met a girl could make me feel the way that you do. You're alright. Whenever I'm asked what makes a my dreams real I tell 'em you do. You're outta' sight.
Georgie was a skinny kid, fond of angling. Fonder of dangling his feet in the cool brook water. While the Reverend's daughter sat at his side. And fluttered his face with the fuzz of a dandelion.
As the madman we all know who writhed on a crucifix. I too have been sacrificed by death and her tricks. Pursue the grail to make a wish and drink from the goblet of gore.