hold my flag high sweet surrender. fed myself and i'm so sorry. lifted up and i began believing. words of affirmation. taken from their rightful owner.
You have come. Wipe away the tears and all Iv seen. I'm in His place and I know the place that i'm in. fears aside theres light inside of me. And I'm seeing things more like how they could be.
They said that he'd come down the mountain, up and. Come and take control. They said that he'd come down the mountain, up and. Come and take control. .
Can someone tell me. why this has to be?. Can never see my punk rock babe,. 'cause she lives in Jersey.. . Foxi Nicki was her name,. I don't care what my friends say,.
By the ocean I sat down one day. Saw my life the other way. All those trials to no avail. Broken dreams was all I gained. . Well, when I was a child. They promised me a paradise.
Paroles et musique originale : Bob Dylan. Paroles franaises : Pierre Dorsay. 1962 Witmark & Sons. 1. Combien de routes. Un garon peut-il faire. Avant qu'un homme il ne soit ?.
Youre late, and I've been waiting, for you to come.. The doctors they say Sir its getting late, Im sorry, Im sending you home.. But my eyes cant close until her eyes are open, Im sure.
Breathe in, this air is laced with doubt,. Tonights just one more slip were blaming on the sun again,. And again, and again.. And I know all thats left to say weve said it all before.
For reasons undecided. There would be a time. When two of us collided. And one of us subsided. I could make amends with anyone but you. I could make a friend with anyone but you.
Weve given up because. We were losing our heartbeat. Running out of breath. Everyones lost control. Crawling on the floor. Cant believe that it happened.
Oh wait, I panic. And every flaw reveals to me the mess you made. Break this discomfort. The more I sing the more you act like you dont care. So please count me out.
It's been a long time kickin' it and everybody knows this. Oak town still in the house, so, I suppose it's. Time for some more shit, so, yo, peep the flow, bitch.
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni. People come people go, how long I'll stay I just don't know. When showbiz is a dirty word, I hope my time will come. Crackpot history and the right to lie.
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni. . I feel suspended in space. In another time and place. To talk would burst the bubble. Just want to lie next to you. And appreciate the view.
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni. Get on your backstep where you belong. Leave your shirt and tie undone. Cajun twister all night long. You fight so hard to get your name.
Cuando llega la mañana. me agarro con la fuerza. me agarro con fuerza. me agarro con fuerza. pero ya sabia. que era hora de dejar. tu cuerpo apretado así dormido casi dormido.
Can I get a witness?. Can I get a witness?. Can I get a witness?. Can I get a witness?. . Help me somebody. Come on help me out. If you know what I'm talkin' 'bout.
Cry out. . Cry out we are young. So high and hooked on trouble gum. Stand tall, have no fear. Take back the power ringing in my ears. . Cry, cry out loud.
Work all day, come back home. Get a little older. I don't feel like I belong. Devil on my shoulder. . Discomfort I wait for you. Discomfort I. . Try and break my routine.
I got a bright sun lightin my way. Well i've a woman and she makes my day. There's a time when you open up a page of your life and your smilin. Those lines that cross your face.