I walked down and see path. My shadows fall behind. And rest beneath a tree. Somewhere for me. . And lost where I belong. Lost, where I've gone. And lost is my new home.
I might have been a singer. Who sailed around the world. A gambler who wins millions. And spent it all on girls. . I might have been a poet. Who walked upon the moon.
I haven't ever really found a place that I call home. I never stick around quite long enough to make it. I apologize once again I'm not in love. But it's not as if I mind.
Let's pretend that we'll be here tomorrow. And I'll try for you to be a little more on time. I know you need to say you know you've let me down. But you haven't and it's hard to talk with people all around.
And before I start the day. I have a glimpse of how I used to feel. When we drove all night and laughed all day. Thinking nothing can go wrong. And now our hands and are full.
Don't wrap it up and go or hide it behind the sun. Just give it to me as it is. And let it stand. Don't fly it like a kite... between the clouds. It needs no excuse, just bring it down.
Don't wrap it up and go or hide it behind the sun. Just give it to me as it is. And let it stand. Don't fly it like a kite... between the clouds. It needs no excuse, just bring it down.
You think you've been lonely, but loneliness is mine. As lonely as you are it ain't bad as mine. You think you've been suffering, but suffering is mine.
Loving you baby. When you're holding me, baby. I feel so real. When you're kissing me, baby. Oh, it feels so real. Oh Oh Baby. I, all my life I been searching for love.
Featuring Menahan Street Band. . (). All I'm asking. All I'm asking. Just give love. Love... a chance. . (). I've been thinking about you so long. But time just slip away.
Burning. Fire. . Love bug, aha. Done bit me. Done bit me. Didn't mean. For you to get me. (For you to get me). . Get up in the morning. I'm filled with desire.
Li ari il irà. Li ari il irà. Li ari il irà. Li ari il irà. . Vaca distrattamente. Abbandunato. L'uocchie sotto. 'O cappiello annascunnute. Mane in'à sacca.
Lua, lua, lua, lua. Por um momento meu canto contigo compactua. E mesmo o vento canta-se compacto no tempo. Estanca. Branca, branca, branca, branca. A minha, a nossa voz atua sendo silêncio.
Menina do anel de lua e estrela. Raios de sol no ceu da cidade. Brilho da lua, noite e bem tarde. Penso em voce, fico com saudade. Manha chegando, luzes morrendo.
Eu canto no ritmo, não tenho outro vício. Se o mundo é um lixo, eu não sou. Eu sou bonitinho, com muito carinho. É o que diz minha voz de cantor. Por nosso Senhor.
Lobão tem razão. Irmão meu Lobão. Chega de verdade. É o que a mulher diz. Tô tão infeliz. Um crucificado. Deitado ao lado. Os nervos tremem. No chão do quarto.
My little grasshopper. Airplane cannot fly very high. I find you so far from my side. I'm lost in my old in my own green light. . Don't help me, my love.
Tropeçavas nos astros desastrada. Quase não tínhamos livros em casa. E a cidade não tinha livraria. Mas os livros que em nossa vida entraram. São como a radiação de um corpo negro.
Nosso amor resplandecia sobre as guas que se movem. Ela foi a minha guia quando eu era alegre e jovem. Nosso ritmo, nosso brilho. Nosso fruto do futuro.
Heard of a van that is loaded with weapons,. packed up and ready to go. heard of some gravesites, out by the highway,. a place where nobody knows. the sound of gunfire, off in the distance,.