whooh ohhh. whooh ohhh. count the days til i can hold your face. count the hours til im in your place. count the minutes til i can hear the sound. of the moment that i lay you down.
Come home to me. Come home to me. Back into my arms. home where you belong. come home to me. come home to me. if home is where you are. then home is way too far away.
I love the way that blue dress hangs over your body. soft satin hangs to your hips and its cool to the touch. . you ain't afraid of getting your dress dirty.
These arms of mine. They are lonely. Lonely and feeling blue. These arms of mine. They are yearning. Yearning for holding you. . And if you. Will let them.
I was broken, I was on my knees. I was searching for a sign. And I was wandering, I was lost at sea. But you placed your heart in mine. And how did we get here now?.
Well, her hair was the color of the sun. Falling down her greatest fear. And her lips yielded soft, turned me on. She made love to me so sweetly. She took away my years.
I don't know you.. But I know your name.. . I know about your girlfriend.. But it's all the same.. . You don't know me.. But you know my name.. . You know about my boyfriend..
I was thinking about parking the other night. We was out on a back road. Me and my woman was just gettin' right. All systems on overload. . The radio blasting in the front seat.
Erlend Øye - Who Do You Report To. Who do you report to. To whom can I speak my mind. Do I have to go to. Or can I go directly to the person who is in charge.
(Instrumental). . A whistler on the subway. Remind me that tune. I heard the first time. Around that time I fell in love with you. . A picture in the paper.
A sudden rush of expectation as I realize it's you. Like a river in a drought full season, how cool you didn't call. Initial hint of disappointment, the mirror of my smile.
Brave girl replies. when you come back, I'll be gone.. Read off her rules,. when in control I move on.. Thoughtful or sad,. no need to ask.. You in her eyes a sister someone.
Do we really have to say goodbye?. But I'd be happier without you by my side. It's too late for second toughts but inside me feeling.... I get sentimental about the way we were..
I just can't really imagine you. Ever, truly enjoying yourself. Even when the sun shines slow on the avenue. You are unable to just take it all in. Without wanting to change something.
the butter flowers are in bloom.. but you're staying in.. The beauty that you know from before. don't mean a thing now. . loving you is like waiting for the rain to come..
Are you gonna share your secret. or will you leave me guessing for days. is it up to me to read you. figure out a pattern in your ways. . Or are you just cold to me.
Telling the truth can be a good idea. It makes life so much easier. A little lie can be convenient, I know. . But like a bag, you have to carry it around.
Il giorno è arrivato. Tu sei laureata. Ti guardi allo specchio. Ma sei ancora tu. . Tutta la famiglia. Ha percorso molte miglia. Solo per te Lucia. Ci sono anch'io.
Instrumental. . There's only so much juice. You can suck out of a fruit. And the color changes fast. When an apple's cut in half. . Every letter ends somewhere.
It can be hard sometimes to lend a helping hand. without at the same time take command.. I'm so full of love. But also full of ideas. Better find a way to fence me in..