I'm ready to blow. It's not my fault. Don't waste a four-leaf clover. Good happens to the owner. Just wait, when the leaves fall. They go below your faults.
We parked our car on the lower east side. And that's when she caught my eye, yeah. She dressed so scandalous but girls like that don't mess with guys like us.
almond skin. bedroom eyes. body like a lullaby. and all i need is you love. . lets compose a symphony. an overture of ecstasy. over and over and over again.
Got the news the other day,. a child's innocence taken away.. (You were never scared, I'll always care). Grandson to son and a memory we'll never lose in time..
This is my situation. Im standing lonely at my local station. Its just me, Im being silly now. Its just me, feeling melancholy. You can make me smile.
My love, will you take my hand and run?. 'Cause my love, can't you see that we have just begun. . When she walks into a room the whole world freezes. To watch her spin just like the wind above the ground.
She's a maid in heaven. He's a knight on the tiles. A bat out of hell, oh well. It's just a question of style. . It's a time for giving in the two star hotel.
The years have gone by fast,. oh how we have grown. The times weren't always easy,. but hearts and minds revive. Now thoughts of you consume me,. and I wanted you to know.
J'ai pas rv, j'suis avec to dans un motel.. Prends ma main, on est dj le matin.. Par la fentre, on voit l'autoroute et puis le ciel.. La pluie tombe tranquillement sur l'asphalte noire du stationnement..
I want to know if you would go to magic hollow. Yes, come with me. Come up with me to magic hollow. Touch the stars as in a dream. Everything you touch is deemed.
C'est pas facile d'être amoureux à Montréal. Le ciel est bas, la terre est grise, le fleuve est sale. Le Mont-Royal est mal à l'aise, y'a l'air de trop..
Le ciel est bas, la terre est graise, le fleuve est sale. Le Mont-Royal est mal l'aise, y'a l'air de trop.. Westmount le tint serr dans un tau.. Y'a des quartiers o le bon monde veille sur le perron,.
Michelle. ma belle. . diese Worte lernte ich sehr schnell. my Michelle. Michelle. ma belle. . sont les mots qui vont tres bien ensemble. tres bien ensemble.
Under lines of trees. inside caves that open up to cityscapes. i was a failure and they found me out. i was a drunk and blinded sailor. to sew your insides close.
Oceanside boulevard. its not that hard. inside communication i stare deep in silent concentration. as i focus on the base of your neck. its these things that make the changes so easy to forget.
Rows of condos and birds as helicopters. I had a headache where you left. give up something, and it's luke warm blood. telephones have eyes. to rip our feelings through.
how did you get it in your head, mr. bonaparte. that everything you did and said would amount to law. and all of the players and pieces on the map you drew.
When the sun comes up. in the nuclear sky. and the life we had. has blown up and died. we will shed no tear,. we will skip no beat. and we will walk right down.
Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain. He knows what's best for you. . You get what you want what you get what you want. what you get what you want what you get what you want what you..