You tell me. That it's getting better. But every time that we say goodnight [goodnight goodnight]. . I'm haunted by your eyes. And how long they've been crying.
Play me a sad song.. 'Cause that's what I wanna hear.. I want you to make me cry.. I wanna remember the places that we left. Lost to the mists of time..
Dont stop wishing for a clear sunny day. I know youre brave enough to find your way. Dont cease believing. Just keep on walking through the light. And Ill be waiting for the brand new you.
Paroles franaises : Hugues Aufray et Pierre Delano. ditions Brigget / pervier. 1. Il s'appelait Stewball, c'tait un cheval blanc. Il tait mon idole et moi j'avais dix ans..
Dave Fisher / Jacques Plante / Hugues Aufray. 1. C'est un fameux trois-mâts, fin comme un oiseau,. Hisse et ho, Santiano. Dix-huits noeuds, quatre cents tonneaux,.
Playing your game / your mother substitute. She is she / That you never screwed. Playing your game / Her life revolves round and round you. A total investment / Can't afford to love.
Anywhere you go, anyone you meet. Remember that your eyes can be your enemy. I said well hell is so close and heaven's out of reach. But I ain't giving up quite yet, I've got too much to lose.
When she's sleeping on the sofa. When she's laying in her Sunday best. When she's turning over Friday. I could swear I'm sleeping less and less.. And the ocean's getting warmer.
You meet me at the water. Where all your dreams come true. Tell your sisters and your brother. But I'll be waiting for you. . Heaven now that this is over.
Wait, dear. White horse is walking down my. Street here. Your words are creeping at my feet. I fear. That sunrise will come too soon and you'll. Disappear.
Face the day and face the night. Hold you close and hold you tight. Did I keep you satisfied. Or did I let you down?. . Bullet trains and aeroplanes. Blow in from the south.
I had a vision for the life that was ahead of me. I had a reason, had a right and had a destiny. I thought I knew where I was headin'. I would never look back.
My lifeless shaky hands hold onto loves demands. I pray you'd understand, I'm just as scared as you. My hopeless hollow eyes, as empty as the night. I drained your blood and tried trading old lies for truth.
Let's see a mortal type. Receiver. This new one's made of skin. I can see her. She will get eaten up by. All kind people. Avoid the eye of contact. . She's seen it before.
O, fraudulent mirror, oh, rank rainbow toad. I'd break apart too, if I knowed what you knowed. I'd fall from the wall, I'd leap from the road. You take cover in the clover, you don't shoulder the load.
In the chest of a dealer hammers. And smelts a foul charge. As he smoothes sour cream from his moll's pony. And metes her an unholy barrage. (O, the living is hard).
Sometimes I run sometimes I crawl. Sometimes I feel so strong sometimes so small. Sometimes I'm brave Sometimes I break. Sometimes my lot seams so so hard to take.
I've been sneaking glances. And writing lines about you. What you think you can take back are the things. That are going to haunt you. . This time won't be the last time.
My hands and hair smell of smoke. My tongue of old black lust and jokes. Oh, no. . That have been passed through liars. Lips on to this old weathered parchment.
You got me thinking. Of things I used to do with you. And now I have to try. The things I do to carry through. . Days pass me by. You tear my soul and leave me cold.