[Carlos de C.]. . Eres tan veloz que vas siempre en directa. intentar seguirte me resulta cruel. tu siempre me dejas tirado en la cuneta. intentar seguir va a constarme la piel..
I hope you don't mind that I know your life. Because I read it everyday. And all your faults make me feel so good. Because the media stole my brain. And it's so nice to have someone tell me what to think.
Thoughts of You. And how You've changed me, fill my mind. Without You where would I be?. . So even though I've tried to express my thanks. It never comes out how I hoped.
I've had this same dream many times, it haunts my mind. It starts with a life but it ends every time. Oh, so many faces that this world will never see.
Ive bowed out from this, can I say Im sick. And now its time for me to stand up and make you hear me. This world you rob innocence, you never gave us a chance.
Pushing my way through these crowded streets. Trying not to be swept away. Fighting just to keep this crowd. From hiding you another day. . So maybe this time I'll find you.
How come you happened to be hanging around. When I was looking for a good time?. I thought I always had my feet on the ground. I've got the feeling that it won't be for long.
You build me up then you make me fall. With a little more love you could make it easy. I'm standing here with my back to the wall, I keep holding on. .
The long and winding road that leads to your door. Here comes the sun it's alright people shout for more. But were you trying to deceive telling me. All you need is love to succeed.
Time now an empty shell. Memories in the broken glass. The daily journey to despair. Where luck's poured out till nothing's left. . And she wants to run away, away from the light.
See the gambler make a stand. Holds a lifetime in his hand. Win the game or lose control. But the world goes on forever. Life's a circle, I recall. Shadows played upon the wall.
Dream on. Sail on the wind of a stormy sea. Wake from the sound of an age, gone forever. But it's all alright we'll survive. This is the time of our lives.
In corridors of air the clouds were waiting there. They knew that never again the skies would be so blue. They took away the sun and with it took the fun.
Hey people, did you know a new world's coming?. Hey people, have you heard; it won't be long. Its coming soon, I've heard them say. And you, my friend, can be there too.
On a cold misty night. At the corner of Haight. She stood with a Colt 45. The gun in her hand, awaiting her man. A victim to take by surprise. . She's the Golden Gate Park killer.
The day begins riding a rainbow. Bow in her hand to drive away. The night again nothing has changed. . And all around people are waking. King of them all has gone to rest.
As the sun is forced to exile, in a blaze of bloody fire. Disturbing visions mystify when conscience thought retires. I heard a tattered echoing from voices long since dead.
Here I sit watching the day out. No one beside me who may doubt. All of the words that I could choose to say. So listen, believe or be gone from this day.
There's a life that burns when the night has come. Makes me understand. You're the one I see and I can't say no. Take me by the hand. . Can't believe that you want it to be.
She walks on through the night. Her circumstances slight. Are only helping her to fail. And though she feels she's right. She tries with all her might.