These are the days. You have been given. These are the ones. These are the ones. . These are the times. We have been given. These are the ones. These are the ones.
You are the one who makes it different. But I am the one who makes the waves. All down the line this makes us different. So all our dreams may stay awake.
Never left at all, you were there before. Never let it go, now I need some more. But you did confuse me, you get it on, get it on. If I had to use me I'd be there in the song.
It's so nice on the seventh floor. I'm taking you there ? ? ? ?. I get scared I can't touch the ground. But I feel safe when my friends come round. . Ever so nice - live on the seventh floor.
Brother don't lose that fire-stick no way. The night is coming thin. Might tire to light that stick. Brother don't lose that stick no way. . Don't lose that heating fork no way.
It's not the way that you look. Or the way that you comb your hair. I know we'll always be there. By the look, by the book. And your troops and your devil may care.
I never saw it as the start. It's more a change of heart. Rapping on the windows, whistling down the chimney pot. Blowing off the dust in the room where I forgot.
And the clock struck fifteen hours ago. It is shining and the man who is wasting on the wall. Looks a lot like Jesus and a little bit resembling. The man in the mirror in the hall.
And the clock struck fifteen hours ago. It is shining and the man who is wasting on the wall. Looks a lot like Jesus and a little bit resembling. The man in the mirror in the hall.
Saturday afternoon. The sunshine pours like wine. Through the window. . And I know golden June. Can turn an empty gray. Against your window. . And I feel like I'm on the outside.
Henry took out all the wrong and never thought. Do you know what he'd say, it's a beautiful day. Henry took out all his money and found he had none. Do you know what he'd say, it's a beautiful day.
Tele, he's the one he knows what to say. Knows how to find his own way. He knows the roads by night and by doorways. . But watching the light in a hall.
Lay her gently, gently, slowly. Lay her in the ground. Lay her gently, gently, slowly. Lay her in the ground. . I don't know if she'll come at all. . Lay her gently, gently, slowly.
Resting so alone. Way back home. Waiting for a long. Way to go. . Nothing if I take you back. I'd rather never take you back for you. . Waiting so fast.
Your head lays down upon this car. But I hate you for what you are. And what I have become. Fire burns within your lungs. . So light yourself another smoke.
One, three, two, four. One, three, two, four. . She puts up her guard,. And she takes off her clothes.. What's behind her shirt?. Everybody knows.. . Too much drinking,.
I ran a trail of fire. Thru the meadow paths. Guided by the river banks. And trees from which they'll have me hang. Keep running away from the fire. Keep running away from the light.
Senses oh how could you fail us now;. I check your heart still makes a hissing sound. It's just another name for sorcery. We still believe in what we never see.
El viento con fuerza gema y lloraba. arrastraba su figura. llam a mi puerta vestida de negro en. una noche sin luna. . era la muerte,. ella me visit. y sin palabras,.
Na na na na na na na na (x3). . I go in, I go out. I go up, I go down. Tunnel o' love, tunnel o' love. I go back, I go forth. I go south and I go north.