Never mind, is this worth saying?. It won't change so am I wasting my breath?. I'm tired of where the bar is.. It's getting harder to ignore.. No glitz, no glam..
Caught a glimpse of you tonight. Made my way through the crowd. Small talked my way out of sight. Made a face at you tonight. Unnoticed. It's not what you thought.
Child is born from the act of love. And woman dies from the act of love. Something ain't right around here. . Laugh at a man when he's alive. And then cry for him when he dies.
Now pardon my personal demons, child. But if you do insist. Sit down and listen to me story awhile. 'Cause it goes something like this. . The joint was small but we were having a ball.
Now we've been thinkin'. About the styles for a while. And trippin' over what's hot. And what's not and whnt's gone under. And over but now it's time to.
The dawn shines her light to scare off the night. The sun from his slumber is woken. And the bells are ringing out as the town crier shouts. Words too strong to be spoken.
When I was a young man I carried my pack. And I lived the free life of a rover. From the murrays green basin to the dusty outback. I waltzed my matilda all over.
Voici une histoire d'un homme cajun. Amadie Adouin etat son nom. Avec sa guitare et avec sa voix. Amadie Adouin etait le roi. . In a town separated by railroad tracks.
I've been loving you a long time. Down all the years, down all the days. And I've cried for all your troubles. Smiled at your funny little ways. . We watched our friends grow up together.
One summer evening drunk to hell. I stood there nearly lifeless. An old man in the corner sang. Where the water lilies grow. And on the jukebox johnny sang.
When I was a kid,. I was older than everyone.. When I was a kid,. I could it make it easier,. Easier on everyone,. And anything at all.. . Before I was a girl,.
(Wanna hear it?). . What's the crime, man. Caught in space. Nothing and everything is. Always always always. . What's your hurry. What's the hurry. There's no need to drive yourself so crazy.
Johnny, angry Johnny. This is Jezebel in Hell. . I wanna kill you. I wanna blow you away. I wanna kill you. I wanna blow you away. . I can do it to you gently.
It's amazing to me. I can't seem to say what I'm doing here. My tongue is all twisted around the air. I'm looking for words that were so well rehearsed.
Jezebel...From Israel,. Who never read a book,. Charmed the literati,. And a smile was all it took.. . I was laughing with Picasso,. When she first entered the room,.
Another song for giving, another one for hope. There goes one for freedom. But I think that we all choked. But where's the one were lacking. The one that gets us high.
She's on the cover of a magazine. She is beautiful. She's every little boys poster queen. She is beautiful. . It's almost pitiful. It's so habitual. .
Dark was the stain of my sin. Evermore guilty within. Searching for rescue when none could be found. Until from that hill I heard the sound. . A mercy that triumphs over judgment.
Dark was the stain of my sin. Evermore guilty within. Searching for rescue when none could be found. Until from that hill I heard the sound. Until from that hill I heard the sound.