I don't wanna see your face. I don't wanna hear your name. Don't wanna thing, just stay away, baby. . Don't wanna know if you're alright. Or what you're doin' with your life.
E la mente va, dove stai dormendo tu. forse stai persandomi, ma dai. vieni a stare qui da me, vieni a crescere con me. non lo senti che questo e il momento.
I touch the string though the harp may not sing. Still I dare the sky for sun sparks to guide. Down below theres a land. With an ominous hole. Deep in the sand of belie.
If I had the chance to make love to you again. I'd hold you in my arms and I'd never let it end. . I'm feeling so afraid, a love I have betrayed. Alone I cried and thought about the big mistake I've made.
I touch the string though the harp may not sing. Still I dare the sky for sun sparks to guide. Down below there's a land. With an ominous hole. Deep in the sand of belief.
As one, I'll meet the mortal memories. Reliving, seeking silence. And know, that I as just a shell outside. Have sacred joys inside me. . No fear, nor fight.
If you were mine. I would celebrate like everyday was Christmas. If you were mine. I would love you like it's nobody's business. . I would give you everything I had.
You come home uncompleted. Down and defeated, feeling all alone. You think your dreams are passing by you. And deep down inside you, you're running out of hope.
One more time. Yeah, that's what I said back a couple times ago. Thank you. Kindly for reminding me I'm good to go. . I'm gone. And I'm taking all my good stuff.
I'll be seeing you. Hey, don't forget your coat. I'll be seeing you. Feels like it's turning cold. . I hate that you're leaving. With so much unsaid. And this strange empty feeling.
Where do I start?. Lying on a blanket underneath the stars. With your head on my chest. I always liked that best. . I hate how times flies. I still think back sometimes.
The very first time. That I seen your face. I always knew. That we would be friends. But then suddenly. These feelings I never felt. Started to kick in.
(Bill Fries, Chip Davis). . [Clap your hands and stomp your feet.]. . Well, I've walked the line on 89. In the Arizona sun. I've chased the moon and I've caught a star.
(Walt Meskell, Tim Martin). . [Spoken]. I found her settin' on a Sioux City park bench, on a late November afternoon. Me, I was just driftin' through. She said she was fourteen, and runnin' away from home. And no, she wouldn't mind some company. So I sat down and smoked my last cigarette; she pulled out a candy bar. And we started talkin' about the hows and the whys, and we watched the first snow start to fall..
(Chip Davis, Bill Fries). . Now how many peppers did Peter Piper pick ta get himself a peck a' pickled peppers? But more importantly, how many pickles do you get in a peck, when you can't find no peppers ta pick? And furthermore, who wants a pickle that's made from a pepper by a guy named Peter Piper? And in conclusion, how many pipers do you know that pick pickles? And how many Peters are pickled?.
Yes!. What's my name?. CX25. Here comes trouble!. Let's go! Wooh!. . Hey Hey Hey. . Oh oh ayo oh ayo~. You're seriously a fine one. . Who does she think she is? It's funny, she's so snobby.
Somewhere in the city. As the millions queue for bread. All around you they lose their reason. But you keep your head. And if you ever stop to wonder.
VERSE. HERE ARE SOME FACTS YOU SHOULD KNOW. TAKE THIS FOR WHAT IT'S WORTH. IF YOU CHOOSING CREAM OF THE CROP. YOU COULD WELL BE PICKING UP DIRT. WE TEND TO GO FOR LOOKS.
VERSE. CAN'T BE HERE AND OVER THERE. MAKING IT CLEAR I AM FAIR. YOU DO KNOW THE GOLDEN RULE. I CAN'T KEEP PURSUING YOU. (PAUSE). VERSE. WONDERING WHY I DON'T CALL.
If I could right now I'd like to be your mother. So I could give to you and not have to explain. I would brush your hair and tell you you'll be alright.