If I'm not dreaming, I should be screaming now. If I'm not lying, I should be. crying now. How can I reach for Heaven, when I can't find the door? I can't.
Don't, you don't have to save my life. No, you're not ready I can feel it. Outside it's raining but I'll just go home. Someday your heart will just let him go.
Oceans apart day after day. And I slowly go insane. I hear your voice on the line. But it doesn't stop the pain. . If I see you next to never. How can we say forever.
[originally performed by Richard Marx]. . Oceans apart day after day. And I slowly go insane. I hear your voice on the line. But it doesn't stop the pain.
Right from the start you know you put me in the dirt. I never even got a chance to get away. I take all the crap from your drool attack. The years fly and I get nothing to say.
You know I never believed you were for real. I don't appreciate you or understand how you feel. Everytime no matter what I might find. You give me a feeling that It ain't mine.
first of all I make sure I've got the right ingredients. before I heat up the pan. I take a little bit of bitterness to grease it up. and keep everything close at hand.
Eu sou pobre,. pobre, pobre.. pobre de marr. Mas sou rico, rico, rico, rico de. mulher. Eu sou pobre, pobre, pobre de. marr de s. Eu sou Mc Claudinho, sou.
(MC Buchecha). El el elare. Emociona a unio do salgueiro. , , salgueiro abalou, abalou. Emociona coronel e o salgueiro. Depois de tanto tempo vim aqui.
(MC Buchecha). El el elare. Emociona a unio do salgueiro. , , salgueiro abalou, abalou. Emociona coronel e o salgueiro. Depois de tanto tempo vim aqui.
You have painted up your lips and rolled and curled your tinted hair. Ruby are you contemplatin' going out somewhere. The shadows on the wall tell me the sun is going down.
We're in the right place at the right time and it's easy to go wrong. The soft light shine just right tonight on your lovely face. And a haunting sound of music seem to fill the place.
You call me out. From this cave. And now I fall out. Into my grave. You lead the way. I? ll walk behind. I? d rather not try. I? d rather be blind.
Blood on the sand. Blood on the hands. of a handful of madman. What a way to see the world. Through the smeared window of a TV-Screen. Technicolour assasinations.
Because your bad of the heart. . How could you be so cruel. You treat me like a fool. After all I did for you. You cut me like a blade. My trust is slowly fading.
utilize formaldehyde. the motive is defective. cynical beyond control. the mechanism stalls. . so why are you waiting?. i will die without your grace.
Two hands are painting out the galaxy where I am grey. And walkin on, but ohso still. Some factory poets got million words to say. But everyday the noise of those machines erase them.
Robin. The hooded man. . Robin. The hooded man. Robin. The hooded man. . Robin. The hooded man. Robin. The hooded man.
Poirtn shein a tsoda. As rince philib a'cheoil. Dansa domhsa rince. Is seinnfidh mise an ceol. . Crf. ó s bhean nach deas. ó s bhean nach seoigh. ó s bhean nach deas.