Same old place as the last year. Waiting for the morning. . How do we end up here. Speaking the same story. . Half the world is sleeping. Half the world is quiet.
Hijo viene tu cumpleaños. mi niño adorado. que vas a pedir. es tu sexto aniversario. que has imaginado. me puedes decir. . Tal vez será juego de video.
I knew you were empty,. I knew you were lost, yet still,. I'm alone,. But oh how I've grown. . Thought that he'd left me,. Thought that he'd burned out bright,.
She's got a little house in town. I sometimes go around, there. To see her. And she let me deep inside. I sing her love songs. But shell turn them blind.
First verse,. You lifted me off the curse. Too many times I had my bubble burst. And now you turned me up,. You turned me on,. You turned me in,. You turned me round,.
Early in the morning, I'll come calling, I'll come calling after you. Darling if you answer, oh we'll wander, down the garden where it's cool. Later we'd discover, all in covers, children silent as the stars.
I'll get away from you darlin'. I'll get high hopes. God's been watching. Said, "Leave that man alone". . Cause everybody loves you. Yeah, everybody loves you, Oh-.
I do most everything wrong. Even on the day you were born. My husband's been lying and cheating. And I turn my cheek and reason. I change my tune everyday.
They said: "Its time" to forget what was mine,. to throw the things I was holding on. They said: "Now is not time to cry,. now is time to repair what is done.".
I am under a spell of a melody. It's an epidemic in the key of D. It's simple, it's sophisticated. play it for me once I'll have herd it thousands of times.
So wake me in the morning or I'll sleep all day. And I need to feel the sunlight, on my face. If I live this any longer, I'm gonna fade to gray. It's time to say goodbye Elizabeth, it's time for me to change.
In my bedroom, in my bedroom, in my bedroom. I seek a foreign night. Aren't we the same, you and I, all our love gathers the storm?. Or should we share a brain, in our minds, all our love follows the road..
Early birds of Babylon, rise up your time's at hand. Dawn your sharp beaks for the flesh rotted feat nihil. The birds are up at dawn and now the broads pissed, sire.