He smiled with contentment. As he placed the present in the box. Sealing up the wrapping paper. Waiting for the courier. The motorcycle messenger, riding through the rain.
Uh, woh. Yeah, if you treat me right. I'll be yours tonight, uh. Ah yeah, mmm. Hey, listen. . Feelings of mine dont matter. As long as you are around, I feel good (I feel good).
Woh oh oh oh. Woh oh. Brand new world. . Don't strike the light. You're setting on me. Every time I turn around. Your shadowshere. (As I) reach for the telephone.
No no no no no no, oh, oooh. Yeah. . Some say that I should have known. Some say, girlfriend he didn't care. I guess I should have seen the warning sign.
Oooh, the slightest touch.... Oooh, the slightest touch.... . I thought I knew how to handle my emotions. Until you lit the fuse that triggered the explosion.
Ooh ooh, oh oh oh oh yeah. I'll give you what you need, baby. (This is how it goes). . As I lay asleep last night. I was dreaming about you loving me.
Hear we go. Mmm, thats the way I like it. Mmm, yeah baby, woh. . I wanna to get to know you. But youre so hard to reach. Your body tells me something, honey.
Fit fit ya gyal. shiiiit. burn bad day ahh we dance tune ya hard fit again sing fi dem cushh a go so den,gyal uno me mad ov yuh lov. chr. mukwano ngamba ekyo njjagala kumanya ekyo bambi tell me -gyal say say bwoba tonjjagala njjagala kumanya ekyo bambi tell me.
First a boy and a girl meet each other. Then they sit down to talk for a while. In your heart, you'll want her for a lover. While each step, draws you closer to the aisle.
please explain a couple of things to me. how could you leave and then turn your back on me. . if only we said goodbye, maybe then i would respect my life.
Tulips on the Jubilee Street. Navigating towards the southern seas. smell by smell. free men by slaves. paths of butterflies. along zebra shaped waves.
Voy a ver si me encuentro dentro de mi piel. y comprendo porqu nada puedo entender.. Me resulta tan raro todo lo normal,. me tropiezo, me caigo y vuelvo a tropezar..
Drive my wheels. out of Athens' fields. A Maserati beating. a distance I don't see. . Walk the roads. that I will lead you through. and then you'll know.
Tux on, tux on, tux on, tux on, tux on. . He has eyes down at the bingo on that lucky friday night. The match was rained off saturday but the panel came in bright.
It's just a matter of time a figure of speech. That springs to mind throughout the day. As the minutes go by, a second thought. A moment lost, time ticks away.
Read some kerouac and it put me on the track. To burn a little brighter now.. It was something about roman candles fizzin' out,. Shine a little light on me now,.
(dick/simmonds/usher/boult). . If you really knew how I felt,. You wouldn't need to be here asking. Those questions,. Those irritating questions, moving in metaphors,.
There's a message that's been left in the long grass by a stranger who's passed this way before,. Planted seed from which we reap a bitter harvest from his long forgotten war,.
We are led by the light at the end of the tunnel. We are guided by the fires of our burning dreams. We're inspired by our ideals and driven by conscience.