Cold wind blows. Shivers loose. Hard rain. To my skin soaked through. So over in love with you. I don't even care. . Sky turns grey. Black and blue. Fall on me.
If love is what you want. Baby here I am. If tenderness is what you need. I've got that to give. If you need some affection. Baby these are open arms.
O holy night the stars are brightly shining. This is the night of our dear Savior's birth. Long lay the world in sin and error pining. 'Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth.
Tennis shoe strung 'cross the telephone wire. The sun creeps up on my empire. Tin foil castle, bubble gum crown. Me and my minions make the rounds. . I'm lonely without you.
Já deu a hora. Não me conformo. O mar não é de calma. A calma é um naufrágio. E é tudo um desencontro. Fiquei de fora. Do seu retorno. O que é que a gente salva.
Tanto tempo se passou. E é tão bom ter você aqui. Não há limites para o amor. Quando se vive com sorte. . A vida contigo é muito melhor. Esqueci o medo de viver só.
O' My father had a rabbit and he thought it was a duck,. So he stuck it on the table with its legs cocked up,. He mixed a bowl of stuffing and he left it on the shelf,.
Hook. . Even when its over and i overdose. I still order more, order more,. Gimme more, gimme more *2. . Verse 1.. . How can i be lying when Im the truth.
The scent of an new mown meadow wafts gently through the bars. The sound of summer harvesting can be heard from afar. The beauty of our Vinland is a beauty hard to beat. But the heart has been corrupted by a change in power seat..
Ocean Of Warriors. . As I look over yonder. What do I see. I see the masses growing. Like a raging sea. . Men and women of valor. Willing to die to reach vallhalla.
Take me back to the evening that it all began. There was you and me. And some drunkards in a black London taxi cab. . And we said, driver, over the hill.
One day, I'll take a bottle. With a good strong base and a cork that fits it. No label, no marker's mark. . I'll shout the bile and anger. And plain disappointment in until I've almost filled it.
Oh, look outside the window. There's a woman being grabbed. They've dragged her to the bushes. And now she's being stabbed. . Maybe we should call the cops.
I'd like a one-way ticket home, ticket home. Where I can watch television, talk on the telephone. But every town I wander there's a billboard on a throne.
Hup, two, three, four, marching down the street. Rolling of the drums and the trampin' of the feet. General salutes and mothers wave and weep. . Here comes the big parade.
Well, sometimes I am happy, sometimes sad. Thinkin' of the good times I have had. Thinkin' of the places I have been. Sometimes down, sometimes up, sometimes in.
Another sunday morning, another time to pray. A brand new dress to wear and a doll to put away. Another sermon, another hymn to sing. And on her hand a golden ring.
On the way up - I felt clean. Driving along in a waking dream. The rollingest hills I'd ever seen. Felt like the best me I'd ever be. On the way up I just knew.