We can't play this game anymore. But can we still be friends?. Things just can't go on like before. But can we still be friends?. . We had something to learn.
I have been lost in this verbal rain. I went to bed feeling no pain. I was drowning baby you're my wine. You're my thoughts you're my silence. You're my sense of time.
I like the way you wanted me. Every night for so long baby. And I like the way you needed me. Every time things got rocky. . I was believing in you. Was I mistaken do you say.
Just ask the lonely. When you feel. That you can make it all alone. Remember no one is big enough. To go it all alone. . Just ask the lonely. They know the hurting pain.
In a little while from now. If I'm not feeling any less sour. I promise myself to treat myself. And visit a nearby tower. And climbing to the top will throw myself off.
Words and music by raymond o'sullivan. . In a little while from now. If I'm not feeling any less sour. I promise myself to treat myself. And visit a nearby tower.
I don't care what they say. I won't stay in a world without love. . Please lock me away and don't allow the day. Here inside, where I hide with my loneliness.
Got one now with a catholic name. A little less righteous she ain't quite the same. Walkin' the streets under the media moon. Silvery screen paints her sultry tune.
We've live a long long time and all the radios are playing our song tonight. We walk a crooked line 'cause there is a counter life in your jailed eyes.
Go ahead and cry now. Just give in to the madness. The only way to feel your joy. Is to first feel the sadness. . Go ahead and sail now. Just give in to the ocean.
Wir sind das erste Mal alleine. und ich mach' für uns Musik.. Das Licht ist aus. es brennen Kerzen. nun fehlt nichts mehr zu. uns'rem Glück.. Niemand im Hause uns noch stört.
Zeg paard van Sinterklaas. Wat krijg je nou van hem?. Zeg paard van Sinterklaas. Wat krijg jij op 6 december?. . Een extra zak met haver. Een oude speculaas?.
You're upset because your TV is on the blink. Now you have to watch in the living room life is rough. In this world of plenty it is easy to forget. That darling what you have is enough.
Girls lie to boys and boys lie to girls. He says, "I've been at the office, papers up to here". But he smells like beer, she says, "It's okay". He thinks she doesn't know, women always know.
He's making all these promises you know he cannot keep. He made me pick him up now he won't pay for gasoline. He's drinking all my beers, he's wearing all my clothes.
(t. bryn). . i can't stick around she said. not much to be found she said. i ought to know, time goes by slowly. . i am here and i am young. life is here and not much fun.
I have a destiny, I have a vision, dear. It's as translucent as rain and glass are clear. I am a problem girl, I have a habit old. If I got silver, I'd pine for shiny gold.
There's a mature trick to playing safely baby. People do it every day. You can see them living sensibly with lots of care. Lonely in a cautious way. .
You cover me with kisses. You always walk me home. You say I make you head go nasty. When you are alone. . Keep eyes on me at parties. You push their hands away.
(By Tracey Bryn & Martin Brett). . He's walking slowly - he is in no hurry. He is walking to the slaughter of the hell that's called routine. She arises tried - she is feeding on the famine of the.