I don't want to go to school no more. 'Cause I found something worth fightin' for. And who would've thought I would've got this far. On a cheap motel and a candy bar.
I wanna be someone who loves you. I wanna be someone who cares. I wanna wrap my arms around you. Because I can, because I can. . I got an angel face, I got a brand new dog.
Johnny left home, to seek his fame. Small town boy, the streets of L.A.. A day time waiter, in a night time band. Acting cool, said he was a real man.
48 hours ago I was sittin' in my rockin' chair. I'd been lookin' for somethin' more. And I had a feelin' that it was right there. 48 hours ago I was lyin' in your lovin' arms.
Te dejo ir, te dejo ir. Aunque te quiero aquí. Te dejo ir. Lo vi venir, lo vi venir. Eras muy bueno para mí. Lo vi venir. . Llegaste y tocaste en mí. Lo que no conocía.
Cuanto me consigo con un peso. con cuanto me consigo yo un beso en este lugar. de perdidos, prohibidos, destruidos, deprimidos, fracasados, mal heridos.
Soy tan afortunada de tener. una segunda piel para recorrer,. contigo nacen las caricias y palabras. nuestra verdad , nuestro lugar. conozco tu boca como mis manos.
Una storia triste sei. Come gli occhi tuoi. Che vagano fugaci senza innamorarsi mai. Ma questo io per te. Di certo non vorrei. Proprio mai. Proprio mai.
Attraverserò le più alte vette e i mari. E verso ovest io andrò. Dove sempre va a nascondersi il sole. Ma se correrò sempre in faccia sarà. Mentre sotto i piedi tutto passa già.
Odierò le parole della gente. Che critica e giudica. Sempre quando poi non si è presenti. Così parlano e inventano. Ma perciò che in fondo più li spaventa.
I sentimenti sono esposti come fragili corpi. Che si nutrono di piccoli sogni ed innocue ingenuità. E per questo io son qui. Con le mie mani. Sarò qui a darti forza e coraggio.
Ho preso in mano una pietra per sentire che pesa. e contrastare la sua forza. mi sono steso sull'erba per sentire la terra. e fondermi con la sua essenza.
"Ma Dove Sei", as written by Francesco Settesoldi , Copyright 2008. . Scostante ed agitata,. . ingestibile e sfacciata,. . non hai scopo non hai centro,.
"Dance with us", as written by Francesco Settesoldi Copyright 2008. . You didn't want to move. . but now you can't stop your body. . you can't 'cause you are here.
ouh-o-o-o-oh ouh-o-o-o-oh. . Don't leave your T-Shirt, you look so hot. . Don't leave your clothes 'coz I want them all. . Don't leave that twinkle that's in your eyes,.
So if you want somethin'. And you call, call, then I'll come runnin'. To fight and I'll be at your door. When there's nothin' worth runnin' for. . When your mind's made up.
Your will it drifts forever in the open air. My head, it looks forever but there's no one there. Don't say, you'll wait forever then you disappear. I'll stay, I'll stay forever if you want me here.
Seven months in hiding. Buried in the sand. I lost my way, come find me. . Tonight not even trying. Tonight not even trying. . Constantly reminded. That I was just in time.
I find it so hard to be true. And all these lies I'm telling you. Are little anchors in my chest. That pull us down into this mess. . I find it easy to distract.
If you come, come alone. Please don't take anyone else. 'Cause we're never alone. And tonight I want you for myself. Take it back, take it back. Those words that you never can help.