strange to see you babe, ain't nothing down here free. did you lose your ticket, hope you weren't looking for me. now i'm still wearing the scars i got from being your fool.
early in the morning, just by the break of day. well that's when my patience went away. she took her bags but she left all her clothes. she took her keys and left me out in the cold.
The world around mes falling. Caving in on me. Lately Im surrounded. By ignorance and apathy. . You want to have it out now. Well, say what you want to say.
Everyone living in their private worlds. Looking for love. It's a fashionable word, you know love. But can you show love. Can you show love. Show me now a love so deep.
The stony face, a true reflection. A sin to taste revisitation. But all these walls have right angles. And all these thoughts are pure triangles. . Don't hold me up for too long.
It's incredible!. Pa-pa-pa- Pump it up!. . I wanna pump ya boyfriend. Your boyfriend. Your boyfriend. Not tryin' to pump ya boyfriend. Your boyfriend.
Somehow, you just took my breath away. (Took my breath away). And it hurts how I can't control my fantasies. (Fantasies). . How did I do this all before?.
This home has become so haunted. The bedroom is cold and bare. The kitchen table holds nothing. But the shadow of two once there. . Nothing can express this sense of loss.
Pacing around the church. there's no one here. there's just excuses. when the truth is nowhere near. . Stars explode, you dream below. oh god, a prayer and a broken home.
And who will write love songs for you. when I am lord at last. and your body is some little highway shrine. that all my priests have passed,. that all my priests have passed?.
The walls of this hotel are paper-thin. Last night I heard you making love to him. The struggle mouth to mouth and limb to limb. The grunt of unity when he came in.
The conscience you had was abandoned by your brand new ways.. A new way of living.. The purpose I planed fro you has made a detour, you've changed.. Changed from who you are and who you're to be..
(graham/cohen). . Roger:. I've been alone - sat by the phone. A time in my life - I'd prefer to forget it if I could. Those memories are leaving me. Now all my days are a dream and the dream is for real.
Hoy es el día de cambiar. Es el momento de sentir lo de antes. Aún estamos muy unidos,. Pero sí que se echa de menos. . Despertar cada mañana a tu lado.
Aquí está la historia. A quien quiera escuchar,. Es la triste historia. De quien quiso regalar. La luna sin preguntar. . Cuántas veces. Tenía una razón,.
gold ring. my heart string. I have nothing. but a gold ring. . I took a pastel picture. my head was in a jar. and I know just where she keeps it. to keep her friends this close.
So what you gonna do, you gonna stick with the crowd. Walk the streets of the city following the biggest mouth. They want you for their dreams full of hate and oppression.
Por quién eres Tu, te doy la gloria. Por quién eres Tu, te doy mi amor. Por quién eres Tu, hoy levantaré mi voz!. Y te adoraré, por quién eres Tu. Y te adoraré, por quién eres Tu.