Wherever the wind blows. You will find me there. Standing exactly where I wanna be. . I hear a voice in the autumn breeze. Telling me that I need to leave.
The sunshine of a new day. Shines upon my face. I don't know where to begin. I don't know how we came to this. If things don't change maybe I'll. Be the one that you can't find.
What would it take to make you see me. The way that I see you?. And what would it take to make you want me. The way I've always wanted you?. . I don't know why You're in everything I see.
you can't stand the pressure, my life. can you see me, girl?. can you see me, girl?. oh. I've been on the thrill since 16. I got some secrets. that I won't let you know.
you can speak the bigger eves are lies. the silence burns you, you can close your eyes. waiting to be over, to be over. you can beat the bigot man. the sucker of his slave.
you can speak the bigger eves are lies. the silence burns you, you can close your eyes. waiting to be over, to be over. you can beat the bigot man. the sucker of his slaves.
WAR ICH NICHT IMMER EIN GUTER JUNGE? - Pigface. . War ich nicht immer ein guter Junge?. War ich nicht immer schn und nett?. Ich zerpflckte niemals eine Spinne -.
(Browne/Glenister). Body sops and parking lots. No time to stop. It's another normal day. Self esteem and Windowlene. You're squeaky clean. There's nothing left to say.
(Browne/Glenister). So nonchalant. Hoping to find. Stories you hear. Taught to you in your mind. There's life to be lived. Days to be tasted. Gifts to be gived.
(slowa:Kukiz; muzyka: Piersi). W tym kraju naprawde wszystko moze sie zdarzyc. Mozna dostac po ryju lub glaskanym byc po twarzy. W marcu jak w garncu a w maju jak w raju.
(slowa: Tuwim; muzyka: Jezioro,Dziadek,Kukiz). Na malej stacji w wiosce Poronin. Gdzie pociag stanal przy zgrzycie szyn. Wysiadl z wagonu ojciec a po nim.
Of course we will survive this golden age. Where ideas are just old ideas rehashed.. . Quality, style and function aren't applied.. . Where have all the classics gone..
We pulled it off right in front of your eyes. like it was magic. They'll find us dead for this. When you paint the town a lovely crimson red. just wait till you get home.
When we were young, love was an ocean. Now that we've grown up, strange as a potion. Under our tongues and clouding our eyes. We can find love again. If we just try.
we are stars. fashioned in the flesh and bone. we are islands. Excuses to remain alone,. we are moons,. we throw are selves around eachother,. we are oceans,.
Don't you walk away from me. Because I know that. This is where you want to be. I will listen to your stories. But do you think I will want to heal?. .
Baby, baby. I could not believe it. When I found the letter. You left it on the table. . I couldn't miss it. At least you coulda hid it. I guess in a way.
(Intro). (Phyzical). Welcome to Chicago.... . (Thurapy). Yeeeah mayne! We bout to throw this one down right here mayne.... . (Phyzical). Phyzical Thurapy....
One might say one might say. check it out check her out... . Started with your bottom. then it was your number. started up my game. now I'm in your condo.