I said man you better watch this. She's gonna make a take down. She gonna make you do right. She gonna make you stay 'round. I said man you better watch this.
VERSE 1. Another step, another cry, another hilltop scattered. And the sun it smiles the same. Another hope, another song, another mountain higher. And the sun it smiles the same.
WOMAN (N. Lifschey/K. Wesley) ©N. Lifschey/K. Wesley 2012. All Rights Reserved.. . VERSE 1. Every time I start contemplatin'. About what you mean to me.
See the stone set in your eyes. See the thorn twist in your side. I'll wait for you. Slight of hand and twist of fate. On a bed of nails she makes me wait.
Ned, bleib ned alloa,. Kimm dirndl ned, bleib ned alloa,. A wenn da himmel obafoid und wenn die. Sun nimma scheint, bleib ned alloa,. . I hab di gern ghabt mei dirndl.
Winken and Blinken and Nod one night. Sailed off on a wooden shoe. Sailed down a river of crystal light. Into a sea of dew. . Now where are you going and what do you wish?.
Maybe its much too early in the game. Ah, but I thought Id ask you just the same. What are you doing New Years. New Years Eve?. . Wonder whose arms will hold you good and tight.
What the world needs now is love sweet love. It's the only thing that there's just too little of. What the world needs now is love sweet love. No not just for some but for everyone.
Casting off from an unknown land. Sailing out across the foam. The gently blowing winds. Pass behind my open ears. Whispering that they can hear. . Please, won't you tell me what you know.
I don't know to where she goes but Hell. I figure she'll be home by sunrise. Dirty with the scent of sex and cocaine. She climbs the steps of the high rise.
ALL : Koko ni utau ai wo komete. Otoya/Masato/N : hibike. Tokiya/Ren/Syo/Cecil : todoke. ALL : egao no accapella de. Otoya/Masato/Natsuki : yami ni hikari wo.
No matter the faith. No matter the fall, I fall with you. We live on a fade. The water is fine to sink into. . Somewhere along the lies, we might find ourselves breaking.
Those fingers in my hair. That sly come-hither stare. That strips my conscience bare. It's witchcraft. . And I've got no defense for it. The heat is too intense for it.
What good is the scheming, the planning and dreaming. That comes with each new love affair. The dreams that we cherish, so often might perish. And leaves you with castles in air.
You're a weaver of dreams. You and your strange fascination. You're a weaver of dreams. You and your come-hither smile. . Just to hear you speak. Can leave me weak as a babe in arms.
I want to see your face in every kind of light. In fields of dawn and forests of the night. And when you stand before the candles on a cake. Oh, let me be the one to hear the silent wish you make.