Promise

Remember what you said. I claim your promise. 'Cause we went too far. Like a darkening star. You swore to keep your faith. . You swore to be patient. And where are we now.

Por Amor A Ti

Por amor a ti. Christian Castro. . Hazme tu mar al navegar en mi. hazme tu cielo ven a volar en mi. yo quiero ser el agua que calme tu sed. . hazme tu piel, y sentir para ti.

Por Amarte Asi

Siempre sers la nia que me llena el alma. Como un mar inquieto, como un mar en calma. Siempre tan lejano como el horizonte. . Gritando en el silencio tu nombre en mis labios.

Poor, Unsuccessful And Fat

Prophetical...part Iii

God - you were a martyr. not worth praying. your grave won't be adorned with flowers. but with infants blood. . Satan touched the dawn. and devoted the sky.

Paganhorns

My love is the guardian of the light. Far beyond the light.... The gloom is the essence of blood. Lurking in our eyes. We rule the death. In the garden of the crucified ones...

Piece Of Cake

Parisian Blue

Porcelain Doll

heres the thing i need you to stop treating me as if im simple or naive as if i don't know nothin bout the world i understand you think you protecting me well i could use a little breathe and the respect you give a women not a girl heres the thing i appreciate all the hugs the constant caterin kisses and hugs but lately im wondering what you do it for if the reason you act all over sweet is cause you wanna keep me on a leash i have know choose but to show you the door if you if you wanna cradle me like a little girl and lock me down im not your possession im a full grown women i am not your porcelain.

Punch Lines And Ironies

Here we are together. I never would have guessed it. Baby, there's a reason. And baby, there's a message. . 'Cause we've all seen the glories. And we've all heard love stories.

Prone To Wander

On the surface not a ripple. Undercurrent wages war. Quiet in the sanctuary. Sin is crouching at my door, oh. . How can I be so prone to wander. So prone to leave You so prone to die.

Pardon My Dust

Pardon my dust, excuse the mess. we're making somethin' new out of all of this. I'm saying my prayers, and I'm trying to change. so give me some time, 'cause I'm still finding my way.

Please

Sometimes it's so hard. I only get so far. find myself. finding ways. to disappoint you. is it better this way. almost every day. explain myself. don't be mean.

Punchy Bareback Rider

I'm just a punchy bareback rider in the rodeo I climb the gate grab my rig and go. The horse explodes from the chute kickin' at the sky. I fall back kick his neck pull on my arm and try.

Powder River Home

There's a full moon risin' in the prairie sky tonight. Lord it's good to be on my way home. Over that horizon, she keeps the home fires burnin' bright.

Photo Finish

At seven this morning I got on the phone. And said to hold my Bronc as long as you can. My car broke down in Billings and they just got it back together.

Paint Me Back Home In Wyoming

She was painting a picture of slum life. When the cowboy came limping by. Wearing tattered old boots with one sole gone. And a far away look in his eye.

Pretty Paper

Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue. Wrap your presents to your darling from you. Pretty pencils to write 'I love you'. Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue.

Pretty Girls Don't Cry

Written by: Chris Isaak. Pretty girls don't cry, they know exactly what they want.. Pretty girls walk by, with eyes that smile faces that haunt.. I watch them walk I wonder, turn away I try but I can't find words to say.

Please

I keep listening, very quietly. You're discussing, your philosophy. There's a long list, of what's wrong with me. And you go on talking endlessly, now.