Stupid me. I deserve it now I'm standing here all alone. . Stupid me. I'm reserving all my thoughts just for her. Now she's gone. . She gave me her whole heart.
Years flew away. I saw her standing there. Our last parking lot. 'Cause we didn't have a prayer. Liquid roses trying to confess. . Dont cry that way. Dont cry that way.
I was sitting at a table. Down at the Steak 'n' Sabre with Cain and Abel. The circumstance was a different kind of world. We were laughing and drinking.
Where the water glows. Where the water glows. Bluish all in black. Where the forest grows. . I want to go back. I want to go back. . Let the moody out.
There was a well known water master man. He was the king , he could do anything. The Saint Francis Dam disaster man. Thought she was all right until around midnight.
I could not pray. I felt so dog gone. Couldn't get no witness but I did not know. Then a voice in a whisper said you've got to carry it on. And the news is gonna break.
Never since I met you. Did you let me in?. Even when I let you. You wouldn't call me friend. . Pedal to the metal. Mister, it's a sin. Getting so down.
Let me tell you what I would do. I'd consider the possibility of a mistake. Yeah, if I were you. I would give me a break. Do you feel bad about it?. Do you feel sad about it?.
Je ne peux plus rien n'y faire.. Je ne sais plus comment faire.. Dites lui que je suis comme elle,. Que j'aime toujours les chansons. Qui parlent d'amour et d'hirondelles,.
On the sidewalk, the shitty sidewalk. I guess I'm glad I'm rolling off of my feet. On the sidewalk, the shitty sidewalk. Some noisy guy is saying something to me.
At the dark end of the street. That's where we'll always meet. Hiding in shadows where we don't belong. Living in darkness to hide our wrong. . You and me.
Regarde ta montre. Il est deja huit heures. Embrassons nous tendrement. Un taxi t'emporte. Tu t'en vas, mon coeur. Parmi ces milliers de gens. C'est une journee ideale.
Hey hey hey. what a day - hey hey hey. what a day.. Rhythm in my heart. mysteries. . dreams will realize on a day like this.. And everything's going it's own way.
I'm going out to big plains. To see the spirits rise. Out tonight to watch them. Do their thing. . If you're coming out with big plains. To find some paradise.
Paroles : Claude Franois et Vline Buggy. 1. Il tait un' fois un petit garon. Qui vivait dans une grand' maison. Sa vie n'tait plus que joie et bonheur.
Mister, you're an actor. Practicin' your lines by yourself. Don't need no benefactor. I just want to be by myself. . I'm goin' fightin' in the dance war.
Stone was in me. When I was rougher. Now my power has suffered. In this hour of my oversleep. . Alone with the beast. And my skull choppers. Now I'm just a name dropper.
Ways - cold dirty streets. empty eyes.. Ways - lost dreams and no chance to rise.. Ways - ending with dark closed gates.. Ways - bordered by unknown shades..
Time, if he could travel time. He would have been on time. Instead of making rhyme. He didn't need a band. He was a mountain man. . Oil, the national turmoil.
Living like a cry. living just to die. . Living - what does it mean? - Living.. Never caring what they say. what they think about my way.. Never asking what will be tomorrow or another day..