Verse #1. . Everyday at 5am, he wakes up and drives himself to work. In his black suit and tailored shirt. He is gonna make this sale and gets what he's worth.
Verse #1. . Here I am, lost in your presence. Crying out, this love is relentless. And people talk, they gossip daily. Lord just forgive them. They don't know what they're saying (oh).
Written: N. Thomas/G. Mackenzie. . Sometimes when I feel. Like I'm stuck inside my mind. You're understanding. And you give me space and time. . You see the real me.
Friday night, she's dynamite. She's all dressed up to go. And putting on her make-up. In the backseat of a taxi. . He said he would wait. But she's getting there late.
Friday night. she's dynamite. She's all dressed up to go. Putting on her make-up in the backseat of a taxi. he said he would wait but she's getting there late.
La di da di da di da, la di da di da da dah. La di da di da di da, young and carefree. . I don't wanna worry too much about my life. We don't wanna hurry, no rush now, we're alright.
Why?. Why?. . La-dee-da-dee-da. La-dee-da-dee-da. La-dee-da-dee-da. La-dee-da-dee-da. . Why does your love hurt so much, why?. Why does your love hurt so much?.
Written: N. Thomas/G. Mackenzie/Jens Gad/ T. Stenzel/Rap: Maximum. . I know you like that girly pop. Want me to be somethin' that I'm not. Wont catch me at the candyshop.
hey! hey! hey! hey! hey!. . see you creeping in the shadow. come on out baby i gotta know. why your moving slow, whatcha waiting here for. i can tell you know if you don't ask me.
Were you everything to me or just all I knew. She was right there for the taking. The choice you wound up makin'. Didn't understand it at the time. I guess your love for me was deaf and mine was blind.
Threw some chords together. The combination D-E-F. Is who I am, is what I do. No one's gonna lay it down for you. Try to focus my attention. But I feel so A-D-D.
She never really loved you. It was right from the start. The only thing she gave you. Was a broken heart. And the emptiness you feel inside. . So come on take my hand.
Baby, when you're far away from me. Call me up on my cell phone. I feel your vibrations come through the phone. Right into my heart. . If you wanna be my caller.
No matter what anyone says to you. You gotta be the one who makes up your own mind. 'Cause you're the only one who really knows what's up. What's for real, you know, it's your choice, baby.
said i know were in one of those. stereotypical typa' relationships. the kind where your comfortable. do whatcha wanna do. go where you wanna go. cheat if you wanna cheat.
Everyone tries to tell you what to do. Most times when they don't even know you. But playin' it small is not the way to go. Don't be afraid to let your true self show.
You're telling me that I'm your queen. That nothing matches me. You're making me feel like a dream. The way you flatter me. . Are you just another fake.
Written: N. Thomas/G. Mackenzie/Oliver Pinelli/Rap: Garoo. . Your eyes are glued to my body. I can tell you're thinkin' bout somethin' naughty. I gotta know what you cha got for me.
I neva shoulda let you tell me. That you were never gonna leave, no never. That you were gonna be the only. The only one for me forever. . You said you wanted me but, baby.
Neva shoulda let you tell me. That you were never gonna leave, no never. That you were gonna be the only. The only one for me forever. You said you wanted me but baby.