So many questions in my head, who is this girl in my bed ?. I don't know her she's someone new, got pissed last night but did I screw ?. . I, I don't know her name, I, I won't see her again..
You know, some people are always runnin' away from you, love. Hah, I guess I've been doin' that for a long, long, long, long time. And when I first met you at Audrey's house.
I was thinking. Where did all these people go. Went in to where I thought I saw them long a go. 'Cause they say they don't want to be a part of the mess.
On the way up - I felt clean. Driving along in a waking dream. The rollingest hills I'd ever seen. Felt like the best me I'd ever be. On the way up I just knew.
O quam tristis et afflicta. Fuit illa benedicta. Mater unigeniti.. . O how sad and sore, distressed. was the Mother. Highly blessed of The sole begotten One..
Written by peter green.. . I was doomed from the start. When she captured my heart. Now a big wild lion couldn't tear me apart. From my one woman love.
Oh Lady Mary. . er hat dich Lady genannt.. Oh Lady Mary. . er hat dir Rosen gesandt.. Oh Lady Mary. . er hat dich Liebe gelehrt.. Oh Lady Mary. . dann hat dein Herz ihm gehört..
Where do I go when I've got no one to talk to?. Out here where the sky is turning gray. Why does it feel like everywhere I walk to. Ends up with me always losing my way?.
INTRO. . Too many mornings, been lost there somehow. Put your head on my shoulder, wipe sweat from my brow. And it feels like I'm fallin', somewhere I was callin',.
called a friend the other day. to see what kind of words he'd say. he said, "I just met a man down here and his girlfriend don't like you". So give me a number, her address.
Paroles et musique : Pierre Perret. ditions Adle. R. Ouvrez, ouvrez la cage aux oiseaux. Regardez-les s'envoler c'est beau. Les enfants si vous voyez.
(S.D Chambley). I. Ouvre les yeux, rveille-toi. Ouvre l'oreille, ouvre ta porte. C'est l'amour qui sonne et c'est moi. C'est moi c'est moi qui te l'apporte.
Give me a song. Makes my heart feel open. Give me a song. Makes my hair stand on end. . So when I hear that song. Does my heart good. So when I hear that song.
Hiding out from the winter Sundays. Sleeping past the crack of noon. Knotted legs and a wet hair tangle. How they unraveled far too soon. . There's a box I still can't open.
If you feel like getting even I understand. I just wanna say, "I'm sorry things got out of hand". I only wanted you to like me that's how I am. . Is it harder on your own, is it hard to be someone?.
I admit it...what's to say.... I'll relive it...without pain.... Backstreet lover on the side of the road. I got a bomb in my temple that is gonna explode.
I told my boss where to get off two months ago today. Now the bills are pilling high and they're hauling things away. They took the living room sofa, the Kool-Aid stains and all.
Every time I sing I think of you. The only person I should never think of.. Some kind of love, rotting. Love never seems to ever last long,. but the flowers, the flowers last forever..
Outta my, get outta my face. Outta my, oh, get outta my face. Outta my, get outta my face. Outta my, oh, get outta my face. . You don't belong here. You don't belong here.
Well, I see the sunshine in your hair. But I'm tied up with inebriation. Naughty girl, leave me alone. . It's a moonshine love. I'm so jealous that I cut my hand off.