I've been waiting on a Sunday Morning,. Waiting for my love to call,. Drinking coffee since the day was dawning,. Hanging round the empty hall,. Watching raindrops in the twilight,.
I den varme nat. Fyldt med drmmen at. Lykken varer evigt. Lyser mnen op,. P en kvindekrop, jah,. Og hendes smukke ansigt.. . Hun er bare min store krlighed,.
When I look back, along the track,. That left me here, where I'm standing,. There is a place, where love begins,. A certain town I left my heart in.. .
So sad to hear that you don't want to hang around with me. So lame to see you leave and to know that you believe that it's over. . 'Cause when you're weak I feel the need to get underneath your skin.
Feels like I'm on my feet again. Silver lined, equilibrium. And it starts with you, oh and it ends with me. . Feels like there is hope again. Some divine light found within, well, well, someday.
The deeper you get the more you sink into it. Faster you fall the more you crawl away from it. "We're Siamese at the knees", she said and were weighted.
It's easier to fall. When there's someone there to break it. It's easy to abuse. When there's someone there to take it. It's easier to smile. When you know that you can fake it.
It took a team of every brilliant mind. A hundred years of thinking to understand. What fits so neatly in the palm of your hand. I bet you think because you have one.
Skyscrapers please forgive me I didn't mean a word I said. Skyscrapers I was just tangled up in my own head. And somehow in all the madness I thought that I was seeing straight.
Skyscrapers please forgive me I didn't mean a word I said. Skyscrapers I was just tangled up in my own head. And somehow in all the madness I thought that I was seeing straight.
Skyscrapers please forgive me I didn't mean a word I said. Skyscrapers I was just tangled up in my own head. And somehow in all the madness I thought that I was seeing straight.
How long did we all think this all would last?. Who could have counted days as they flew past?. But before we go, sing us a song. Sing us a song to hum through the hours of dying.
All of the astronauts. Champagne in plastic cups. Waiting for the big hero to show. . Outside the door he stands. His head in his hands. And his heart in his throat.
All of the astronauts. Champagne in plastic cups. Waiting for the big hero to show. . Outside the door he stands. His head in his hands. And his heart in his throat.
Sweat, sweat, sweat. . Born for trouble, poised for action. Ready to spring at a moments notice. Nerves like a trigger, waiting to be pulled. Covered with sweat, it ain't nice.
And I've always been a sucker for mystery. And I've always been a sucker for mystery. And I've always been a sucker for mystery. And I've always been a sucker for mystery.
This is not the first time you tried to get away. This is not a party where people know your name. This is not a classroom with teacher at the board. This is not a cat show with prizes at the door.
"Where are you taking me? Where's Renee? Where's Frenchy? I demand an answer! OWW!. Yoo-hoo, well if it ain't the little princess. Slpppppt.. C'mon on there boy, hey-hey.
Spider crawling on the wall. I see him and he sees it all. And he sees it all. . I fell down in that lazy place. Where the English language can't penetrate.