Written by: J&J. Kinnear/M. Persson/S. Gorgees. Produced by: Pitchtunes. . VERSE 1. We can fly to the distant stars,. Send a ship on a trip to Mars,. But they said, wed never ever find a way. (Mmm).
when i met you it was so good. the sound of your hear-he-he-heart drew me in. and when i met you it was so nice. havin' someone to love and cuddle with at night.
Kes -- Pretty Gyal (No Control). Kes -- Pretty Gyal (No Control). Kes -- Pretty Gyal (No Control).
Oh, Oh. Yeah, eh. Oh. Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh. . (Verse 1). Just take a breath; it's not the final episode. Come back inside and baby break it down slow;.
Since I can remember, guess I been a problem. Never had a filter, never been the popular one. To sugarcoat what I know is undeniable. I just can't hide it, I wear it like a letter.
O Holy Night, the stars are brightly shining. It is the night of our dear Savior's birth. Long lay the world in sin and error pining. 'Til He appeared and the soul felt its worth.
I'm runnin' back to Your promises one more time. Lord, that's all I can hold onto. I've got to say this has taken me by surprise. But nothing surprises You.
There's no way I can hide. It's written on my face, all these complications now. . Maybe I'm afraid to open up and let you in. Behind the curtain. Maybe I'm afraid of the questions that I know you'd raise What I thought was certain.
There you are again. I see you all the time. We haven't really met. You know, I don't mind. . 'Cuz I think today's the day. I'm gonna go right up and say to you.
Drivin' down the highway saying, "Goodbye" to it all. In between the blues and greens we're following the call. That takes us so far away from summer's sunny days.
We wanna know what I believe in. They think I should take a stand. Stand up, speak out, tell us about. Jesus, sex, politics, the color of my lipstick.
Look at me, look into my eyes. Tell me do you see. That I am always by your side?. Or has the world got you down. On your knees? Come to me. . Look at you, look into your heart.
I didn't know if I would ever feel the same. The way I used to feel before you'd gone. I didn't know if the ache would ever go away. I only knew I had to go on.
Maybe no one told you there is strength in your tears. And so you fight to keep from pouring out. But what if you unlock the gate that keeps your secret soul.
We need to talk despite the hour. 'Cuz just like time, this comes too late. You've been telling me I need to change. Or else you'll go away. And I've been searching every inch of me.
Standing here outside your door. Not sure if you're home. Wondering if I'm a fool. Maybe I should go. . Usually I'm fearless. But I've become undone. A clown without even a disguise.