Future husbands and past lives. Pretend I'm dead, it's the best lie. You're the only boy in the world. And I'm the only woman in your church. . I'm never gonna give you up.
It kicks like a horse, this. I never get my fill. Nothing will ever be simple again. Like a devil horse I. Rode into your bed. Just like a satellite on the edge.
You'll always come back to me and I to you. Obsession is all we were ever meant to do. Sweet-talk the next one into loving you. Obsession is all we were ever meant to do.
Come share my love. Come share my love. Come share my love. Come share my love. . And I. (I know that you wanted to). will be desired. (I know that you wanted to).
When I close my eyes. They bite hands and heels. Leave those kids behind. I've got blood on my hands. . Pray for all your dead. We whisper softly because it's all we know.
I try to tell myself that all will be forgotten. I can barely smoke a cigarette. You're the one I need, the only man I wanted. But it's always the end.
Jag har nyss kommit undan ett odjur. Som var himmel och helvete för mej. Hon har bara givit mej otur. Men hon älskade mej. . Jag var bonden - hon var tyrannen.
Vers.. Jag sitter här och väntar och tittar ut över Stockholm.. Den lever livet som om allt var som förut.. Och det känns inte särskilt länge sen. som jag var en utav dom alla människor som jag ser..
There's a roar. From a thousand CCs. And to Johnny. The message is clean. The words of the song are. - Tonight you are free. And the music's strong. And sweet Marie.
Å, till Magaluf styrde vi vår sista resa.. Och jag kunde inte hindra dig.. Jag vet inte vad det var.. Men du ville stanna kvar.. I Magaluf där måsarna skrattar sig hesa.
Jag har hört. på radion idag. att vi har solsken. över hela vår stad. det låter väldigt underligt. för jag har bara. regn hos mig. . jag har talat. i telefon.
Jag kan inte s?ga vad hon ser hos en s?n som mig. men jag vet att hon inte bryr sig om n?gon annan ?n mig. Hon slutar jobbet klockan sex. Och g?r direkt d?rifr?n, till telefon.
Jag kan inte säga vad hon ser hos, en sån som mig.. men jag vet, att hon inte bryr sig om nån annan än mig.. Hon slutar jobbet klockan sex och går direkt därifrån till telefon..
I'm tuning in. On my radio. A whole world. Trying to let me know. A world of voices. Riding on the waves in the air. And though I'm shy. I'm not afraid to speak.
There's a roar. From a thousand CCs. And to Johnny. The message is clean. The words of the song are. - Tonight you are free. And the music's strong. And sweet Marie.
There's a roar. From a thousand CCs. And to Johnny. The message is clean. The words of the song are. - Tonight you are free. And the music's strong. And sweet Marie.
I hear your voice from the place next door. They tune you in more and more. Wherever I go I can't get away. When they broadcast every word you say. Oh no, not that station.
We're searching for a sign. A universal message. A resemblance of life. From some outer reach of space. We're sending out our code. And listening for an echo.
I was built by Mr Jones. And he's an awfully clever man. He's regarded as the foremost in his field. His command of all God's science. Is renowned throughout the land.
We're lying here just contemplating. While the heavenly bodies are rotating. Held in orbit by the powers of sheer attraction. And in this universal vastness.