The trees are alive. They held their arms up high. And with a whisper they sighed. Your name against the wind. . Your skin was so prized. Your head grew out to cover.
I don't know where I should begin. I've just lost respect in all my friends. Just as I feel like a fake. Don't you know it breaks. His eyes slowly open it changes the way he dreams.
Many miles have come between us. Anybody knows. This old man could not deceive us. If we let it show. . See I believe youre on your own. Well I believe theres no one home.
Mother. Tell your children not to walk my way. Tell your children not to hear my words. What they mean. What they say. Mother. . Mother. Can you keep them in the dark for life.
I saw you. Inside yeah. My darkness. Alive. You don't sleep. You don't cry. You don't smile unless someone dies. Wanna see thr horns rise up and down.
And your death has come. Oh, your death has come. And you're standing there. While the west is done. . And they both. Well, prepare to. . And your knees are are scarred.
I've got murder in my heart for the judge. I've got murder in my heart for the judge. Well, that bad old judge wouldn't budge. I've got murder in my heart for the judge.
С самого утра перед глазами твои глаза.. У них самый кайфовый взгляд.. Я могу наблюдать за ними часами.. И не могу, не наблюдать.. . Припев:. Я не могу, не могу, не могу, не могу..
I like music,. The rhythm really gets to me. I can't control it,. My feet move automatically. And I like hot licks. The kind I wish that I could play.
Domo Arigato, Mr. Roboto. Domo Arigato, Mr. Roboto. Mata ahoo Hima de. Domo Arigato, Mr. Roboto. Himitsu wo Shiri tai. . You're wondering who I am. (Secret, secret, I've got a secret).
Written by james young, dennis deyoung. Lead vocals by dennis deyoung. . Morning sunshine. On carpets of green. Cascades of water. Are flowing endlessly.
The cats were on the table. They were waiting for their dinner. Til the children came and shooed them all away. Daddys at the racetrack. Desperate just to pick one winner.
Lonely feelings in the city. One room flat with crumbling walls. Sirens play a distant melody. Neon shadows paint the halls. . In the thirteen months I've spent here.
You were the apple of the public's eye. As you cut the ribbon at the local mall. A mirage for both you and us. How can it be real?. We love your body in that photograph,.
Written by james young, raymond brandle, dennis deyoung. Lead vocals by james young. . He was a man of miracles. . Fighting the solar windstorm. A winged horse guides his way.
Gonna get you while you sleep. Give you a dream you can keep. To yourself little mama gonna make you feel better. . I'm your mystery man in a gold Lincoln.
Tell me where are you going. Sweet Mademoiselle. To London or Paris. To the Grand Hotel. . Where do you go. At the end of the day. Where do you go. When you spend time away.
Another year has passed me by. Still I look a myself and cry. What kind of man have I become?. All of the years I've spent in search of myself. And I'm still in the dark.
Your dreams they shine like the sun. Now your sun has set. Hey dad, grab another cigarette. ashes fall like an unpaid debt. come on everybody. place your bets.
Sit and think about me upbringing. And tearing it apart is a serious thing. They say I'm confused. They say I lost my culture I lost my grassroots. All that shit I just give it the boot.