Where will I be. The day I need you for my own. Who will I be. When I can't reach you on the phone. . Will I still be the same. Will I still feel this pain.
Another day is gone. We waited far too long. I wonder how you feel. Our life is not for real. . Oh, a never ending rain. My days are filled with pain.
Une lumire vive l-haut dehors. Comme un espoir un peu banal. La rose chante un refrain dor. Sur un tempo un rien tribal. Tout ct doucement tu dors. je tobserve dans le silence.
My girl's got a bad attitude she's a hell of a woman. My girl is the goddess of love and I am only human. . Long legs ... tattoos,. Sweet talk got your head in a noose.
creistes que era facil mi amor arrancarme de tu alma creistes que pronto ivas hayar en tu vida la calma pero no lo,lograstes mi amor se que aun me recuerdas se que has llorado mi ausencia que extranas mis labios y mis caricias sinceras.
Me gustan tus ojos, me gusta tu boca. Me aloca, me aloca el roce de tu piel. Tu presente, tu ayer, me gusta. Me gusta todo, todo me gusta, de t. . Me gustan tus manos, cuando te saludo.
Mom, please tell me what to do,. I'm so disappointed in you. You said those words that made me cry,. And you always wondered why. Why I sing my lullaby.
I'm not scared of consequences. Don't believe in God. I trust this moment. I am helping her, the rest of you are vultures. . Where were you when our father passed away.
Monday mornin' came too soon.. It's entering my forgotten room,. Disguised as the morning sun. And I should be. On the run,. But I'm here.. Waiting for you,.
I've run out of complicated theories. So now I'm taking back my words. And I'm preparing for the breakdown. . Your t-shirt's lost its smell of you. And the bathroom's still a mess.
My girlhood among the outlaws. Was salty, bittersweet. The things I did, I could just kick myself now. Through nights of lousy dreams. . As visions gather in my head.
MOST OF MY LIFE. . Words and Music by Margo Guryan. . Most of my life I fell in love in one minute flat. Falling in love most of my life was as easy as that.
Mr. Fisher Magic Monkey Wrenches. Plumbing Service. Open in the trenches. All the la-de day long. With a la-de-da-de day song. And his girl, Sally Pickwit.
I am going down the long lonesome road to Memphis. And I have come from the valley of the damned to Memphis. My love has gone with the devil to the well of poison.
(Verse 1: Marcus Orelias). . Marcus, show no mercy. Save that for your brainwash. My daddy was a thug; momma was a hippie. Now you got me, product of Bayview-HP.
Seems like I've waited a Lifetime. Too put myself up on the spot. To show the world just what I've got. In my soul. . But it was never the right time.