I remember like it was yesterday. First kiss and I knew you changed the game. You have me, exactly, well you want it,. And I'm on it. . And I ain't ever gonna let you get away.
Let it bang, let it bang. Let it bang, let it bang. When we?. You love the way you throw now. Throw now, throw now. The way you throw now. . Roll up in your love like a drum box.
Blue, songs are like tattoos. You know I've been to sea betore. Crown and anchor me. Or let me sail away. Blue, here is a song for you. Ink of a pin. Underneath the skin.
The year 1963. The people's president. Was taken away by security men. All dressed in a uniform. The brutality, brutality. Oh no, my, my black president.
You come out at night. That's when the energy comes. And the dark side's light. And the vampires roam. You strut your rasta wear. And your suicide poem.
It would be if it could be, so wonderful if we succeed. Your warmth and your words found a place in my world and breathed new life in. . We come from the brink of destruction.
Are we just drops of rain. Falling for a little while. Playing hard we lose and gain. Trying to hold on to what matters. . Till the end. . I keep walking forward.
Blue, songs are like tattoos. You know I've been to sea betore. Crown and anchor me. Or let me sail away. Blue, here is a song for you. Ink of a pin. Underneath the skin.
I can't see the stars anymore living here. Let's go to the hills where the outlines are clear. . Bring on the wonder. Bring on the song. I pushed you down deep in my soul for too long.
As the walls are closing in. And the colors fade to black. And my eyes are falling fast and deep into me. And I follow the tracks that lead me down. And I never follow what's right.
Unravel me. A distant cord. On the outside is forgotten. A constant need. To get along. And the animal awakens. And all I feel is black and white. The road is long.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night. Take these broken wings and learn to fly. All your life. You were only waiting for this moment to arise. . Blackbird singing in the dead of night.
You open your eyes look around. You feel the earth it wanders. Out from under your feet the ground. Is not firm but soft and weak like skin. Under the touch cannot stop to falter.
One thing that I know. It will get better. Each and every drought. Ends in the river. . If I were a diviner, you'd be awash in rain to cool your fire.
On the hills of fire the darkest hour. I was dreaming of my true loves pyre. Who will bring a light to stoke the fire. Fear not for your still breathing.
Saying goodbye. It's never easy. Sometimes love. Is a fair weather friend. Just when you thought. It was forever. Your whole world. It comes to an end.
Falling. and lifting. . Seething inside. the dream happened twice. . confronting my weight. my feet wanted to scape. don't you forget to breath. . I will change those bad habits of mine.
Jag tänker lova att det är du och jag för evigt. Fast jag hatar dom jag sagt så till förut. Jag tänker lita på att marken orkar med mig. För jag är bäst i Sverige snart.
When I made my way to Berlin. I thought I needed common sense. You know my only worry's when this summer ends. Oh baby we don't need no money. Just a mattress on the floor.
Maybe I'm supposed to lie. Maybe I'm not too good. I think about how it'll get better. Maybe I'm supposed to break down. Or will it a fake how. You're making me feel to me whenever.