"I Don't Mind". Ooh....Oooh. Well well. Is it everything you ever dreamed of?. Are you happy with the way things are?. Can you say life's treating you well,.
I have made you in my likeness. And I make you the keepers of my garden world. And if you honor me in kind, I will be grateful, but be warned. For I'm an angry, jealous God.
Eyes obscured, by those bangs. Sun is shielded, by your shades. Kick it on the corner. Leather coat and safety pins. You got some ? news. And you smoke your ? cools.
Mourn as a nation, rule as a mob. Kill for an insult so slight. The further they plummet, the blinder they are. Each one believing they're right. . I'm the monster, I exist.
Curse this insatiable weakness of ours. That crawls through us ever so slight. And dulls our sensations as deep as they are. They're born in the blink of an eye.
Stay calm, stay calm*. Relax your limbs gently float to earth. Hear the laughing of the Inland Sea. And know your mind is where you're meant to be. Wake up, wake up.
It was a' for our rightfu' King. We left fair Scotland's strand;. It was a' for our rightfu' King. We e'er saw Irish land, my dear,. We e'er saw Irish land..
Tho' women's minds, like winter winds,. May shift, and turn, an' a' that,. The noblest breast adores them maist-. A consequence I draw that.. . Chorus.
It's morning o'er the Islands I love. And wild seas lie still, deep and blue. Though life has sent me troubles, I'll feel no pain. . If I never spend a morning without you.
Ah me, I must mourn my true love evermore. Though coldly forsaken, it's you adore. And if you'd return then I'd make you my bride. Or I'd cross the wild Atlantic to be by your side.
I mourn for the Highlands, now drear and forsaken. The lands of my fathers the gallant and brave. To make room for the sportsmen, their lands were all taken.
To dust, I can wake up in the morning and I'm lost. I let my love to dust. I can wake up in the morning and I'm lost. I let my love to dust. . Una noche de samba, de samba, de samba.
I love to tell the story Of unseen things above,. Of Jesus and His Glory, Of Jesus and His Love.. . (Chorus). I love to tell the story,. T'will be my theme in Glory,.
Ich will nicht wissen. wie du heißt.. Wuie man dich nennt. ist mir egal.. Ich will nur wissen. du bleibst heute hier.. Sag es mir noch einmal.. Ich will nicht wissen.
Der Zug fährt gleich ein und ich seh' schon die Lichter. . gleich sagst du mir einfach adieu.. Drei Wochen allein sein. was ist das. sagst du. und doch tut der Abschied mir weh..
ES GIBT NOCH WUNDER AUF DIESER WELT. UND EINS DAVON IST MIR HEUTE ABEND BEGEGNET. ZAERTLICHE AUGEN SCHAUEN MICH SO AN. UND EIN GEFUEHL SAGT MIR DIESMAL KOENNT ES PASSIEREN.
I like the way you make me feel in the sunlight. the way you turn your head , your eyes glow bright,. well i know im just falling in love. . I cant stop smiling as i do, watching you do little goofy things too.
You said yourself before. Where are you?. I'm needing you tomorrow,. I bet you never knew. . And now everything. is gonna fall apart,. I need you here.
I open my eyes, but I still manage to dream. This cold bathroom floor, now just feels like home to me. I stumble to the mirror, and I naturally start to clean.