Nerde boynu bkk bir garip grsem. Hor grme kim bilir ne derdi vardir. O garip halinde ne sirlar gizli. Onu bu hallere bir koyan vardir. . Ah o garip halinde ne sirlar gizli.
Senses start to falter. My vision is altered. There's a blind wind running. Through the trees. My memories. They deceive so cunningly. . With no reply.
All I know is I can't make it on my own. I will never last that long. I need a place to hide. . All at once every ounce of hope is gone. There's no one left to call upon.
there's a simple kind of truth. that comes with never. and there's a certain kind of stain. that comes with forever. WELL I can hold your hand. and you take mine.
Do you wait for falling leaves to say. The world has come undone?. Do you wait for falling tears to say. The hurting has begun?. . Do you find that you're haunted.
An empty photograph. a lonely picture of my heart.... unexpressed.. And all this sentiment. that I've chose to keep at bay. has left a debt that I can't pay.
(words & music by Charles Tobias - Al Frisch). The wonderful world of Christmas. Is a wonderful world to behold. The wonderful world of Christmas. Was made for the young and the old.
Life is easy, where youre coming from. You take what pleases and you turn it on. Born from a wayward style thats running wild. Youre the stranger that was ever known.
"It feels so cold", I hear you say. I see your eyes are turning gray. And your tears, they hide away. So I cant find you. . I feel you stand, I feel you sway.
written by Chris Eaton & Amy Grant. Tell me a secret. Tell me something I don't know. Pour me some coffee. I've got an hour before I go. Oh, in this life.
Here and now, we are alone. Time, she will hold her breath. Only the worms and angels. . Know our names. But they have not found us. Although they surround us.