Smokey Mountain memories. 'bout my home in Tennesse. Yesterday keeps calling me,. Calling me home. Mountains rising in my soul. Higher than the dreams I've known.
On a highway of tomorrows. To chase the longings of my soul. But signs are guiding me to follow. Fragile dreams are on this road. But its the only road I know.
Baby, oh baby, you really done it this time. It may be crazy, oh crazy, but you made up my mind. Lord, Im sick of crying. Oh, Im shivering from the cold, its so hard letting you go.
Soms wil ik weer dat meisje zijn. Nog lief en kinderlijk en klein. Met fantasie en zachte haren. Soms vlucht ik t'rug naar lang gelee'. Naar autoped en Pighelmee.
refr.:. Ik denk nog vaak aan kleine Sjaak. Groot in 't kattekwaad. Vlug als kwik, de held, de schrik. Van de buurt en onze straat. Spijbelaar, altijd klaar.
Schöner fremder Mann. du bist lieb zu mir. schöner fremder Mann. wenn ich träum' von dir. doch dann kamst du. mit einer ander'n Frau vorbei. . Du gehörst zu ihr.
Well it was barely past eleven when my pills kicked in. That cabernet didnt hurt my cause as I stumbled down the rue. Not even half as drunk as these strangers I pass.
Sugar sugar daddy put diamonds in my hair. Sugar sugar daddy you know he never cared. His blistered wallet goes where I should never share. But sugar sugar daddy put diamonds in my hair.
2 Brothers On The 4th Floor. 2. Fly (Through The Starry Night). Come on lift your head high. Reaching out for the sky. Spread your wings out and fly right through the starry night.
Harvey PJ. Stories From The City, Stories From The Sea. The Whores Hustle And The Hustlers Whore. Speak to me of. Universal laws. The whores hustle and the hustlers whore.
Superstar**. Intro:. We taking this back to the streets you see!. . Chorus. Yo yo, dont swear it, yo, yo, yo a superstar. They watchin, they wanne it; what you got.
SEASONS~. . There are times that we will stumble. And there are times that we will fall. There are times well be forsaken and this world will call us foes.
Disculpame. Pero no aguanto mas, Esto que estoy sintiendo. Hay tantas emociones, Que guardo en mi pecho. No quiero que te vayas, Quedate un momento. .
I want a word with you 'bout your average Jimmy. He told me things that I guess I never knew. He was a bad dancer till he learned to shimmy. He was adrift till the world came into view.
Its the way that you repair the broken parts. Its the way that you assemble. and its wondering that keep the stops and starts. . Oh, this still life has its virtues.
I hear, you're waving me off. I hear, you're moving on past. I hear, you're sending me on. At last. . I hear, your time has come. I hope your time will last.
No silence on the streets, dirty feet, you cannot sleep. Your taxi is your home. You want to clean it up, the dirty scum, the filthy bums. You write when you're alone.
Come steer me now. Leave ideas in my head. And I'll come alive. Or cover me instead. . There's a ceiling light above me. And a song that says I will. And it's kneeling down upon me.
Slow down, I'm not looking for an answer.. But at least not today.. Instead entertain me for the moment.. Oh this won't go away.. . Chorus:. You speak to me then sentence me..
It doesn't matter if you are going to wait. but the lesson's learned and its seems ok. and you might not like this at all. but I never thought that you cared much at all.