I got a little bone to pick, a burning itch to settle my score with you.. I got a little axe to grind, if you got time to hear my hullabaloo.. And my tongue don't have no real estate that I haven't chewed right through..
If you hear. A song in blue. Like a flower crying. For the dew. That was my heart serenading you. My prelude to a kiss. . If you hear a song that grows.
If you get what you want, and I know that you will. I'm stuck in your head but I'm stuck in the pills. And you know what I want but I don't want it to spill.
Eh eh eh eh .... . Call - You are the king of Kings.... Response - You are the King of Glory. . Call - We are singing. Chrs - Halleluyah, glory to your name Baba.
VERSE I. I know that your down. Feeling no hope inside. You've cried out to God all through the night. But morning is coming. And there's no need to despair.
(Verse 1). Who do you talk to in your sleep?. This is the third night you've kept me,. wondering about ghosts in my dreams.. Am I crazy? Am I crazy?. .
If practice makes perfect. Let's try that old embrace. In some romantic place. Where we can take out time. . If practice makes perfect. Just close you eyes again.
Mommies are people, people with children. When mommies were little, they used to be girls. Like some of you, but then they grew. And now mommies are women, women with children.
Well excuse me sir,. would you do me a favor?. See I need to write a letter,. and I never learned to write.. I got a mom and dad. waiting in Kentucky.
I'm from the hood where niggaz get locked. For trying to ...this shit. Skip this school. It's 8 dollars. More than scholarship shit. Mom ain't workin'.
There's a story told of a little Japanese. Sitting demurely 'neath the cherry blossom trees. Miss Butterfly's her name. A sweet little innocent child was she.
Ev'ry time it rains, it rains pennies from heaven. Don'tcha know each cloud contains pennies from heaven?. (You'll find your fortune fallin' all over town).
If you hear. A song in blue. Like a flower crying. For the dew. That was my heart serenading you. My prelude to a kiss. . If you hear a song that grows.
Las horas mas lindas las paso contigo si. No quiero ni pensar que un día me faltes tu. No quiero ni pensarlo amor, tu. Me acostumbraste a ser como un niño.
Poinciana, your branches speak to me of love. Pale moon is casting shadows from above. Poinciana, somehow I feel the jungle heat. Within me, there grows a rhythmic, savage beat.
Oh well, I'm tired and so weary. But I must go alone. Till the lord comes and calls, calls me away, oh yes. Well the morning's so bright. And the lamp is alight.
Por que si dicen que el amor es lo mejor que. Existe, a mí siempre me ha hecho sufrir, mi. Alma se resiste. Y ser herido otra vez no creo que. Lo aguante a veces pienso que es mejor no tener.
Pensando en ti... recordándote. Descubro cada amanecer. Sintiéndote mas y mas en mi. Espero al sol mas de una vez. . Y sucede que este tiempo sin amar.
Perdido,. I look for my heart. It's perdido. I lost it way down in Torito. The day the fiesta started. Bolero,. . I sway that they play the Bolero. I kissed me the listing sombrero.
Plain gold ring on his finger he wore. It was where everyone could see. He belonged to someone, but not me. On his hand was a plain gold band. . Plain gold ring has a story to tell.