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On the streets of New York the cabs don't stop. On the street where I live they called the cops. Found a noose in my garage, now how 'bout that. So tonight I'm in the bushes with a baseball bat.
Seria tão bom fechar os olhos e acreditar que tudo acabou. . Que foi só um engano,. que tudo não passou de um sonho ruim. teimando em se repetir noite após noite, dia após dia..
E saw miny briddes seten on a tree. He token her flight and flowen away. With ego dixi, have a good day. Many white fedres hath the pye. I may noon more singen, my lippes arn so dry!.
Old love haunts me in the morning. La, da da da da da da da, di. Old love haunts in the evening. When the remnants of pictures come alive. . I told you that I loved you.
(Hook: Nnenna). . I know you been searching for someone. To make you happy and get the job done. You said you needed someone who'll be there. But if I leave then, will you still care?.
Youre an old soul. Raven black in the winter cold. Your feet tread. Endlessly on these paths of old. The night swells the voices begin. To haunt your soul.
What makes a woman trade her whole world. For one of bonnets and bows?. What makes her take the time. To count her newborn's fingers and toes?. Only a mother knows,.
If there is no God above us,. Then there is no one to love us.. If God never sent down His Son,. Then we can't turn to anyone.. . If this cold life is all there is,.
Now I might be old fashioned,. out dated,. and abandoned.. . I might be starved to the bone,. left alone,. but this city ain't so silent anymore.. . And I confess all my sins,.
On my way to town. Got my money in my secret pocket. On my way to town. Till I get there I won't turn around. I'm dropping pebbles in my tracks. I will not get lost when I come back.
The moon shines bright and the stars give a light,. A little before it is day. The Lord our God He for-gave us,. And bids us awake and pray.. The life of man is but a span,.
[Verse 1]. Two hands, split. Two hands, humans. Humans making humans. Mountains, maybe we can move them. Come now, together we can do this. . [Chorus].
When I need to feel you near me. I stand in this quiet place. Where the silver light of countless stars. Falling on my face. Though they all shine so brightly.
Two island swans. They mated for life. And his faithful heart. Would not consider any other wife. . With three years of peaceful joy. With the rushes of the pond.
How old was i, 5 or 6 or so. The innocent years, long ago. Father on a chair reaching up so far. Crowning the tree, with that old tin star. And it shines so pretty diamonds in the sun.
Oh rowan tree, oh rowan tree. Thou'lt aya be dear to thee. Entwined thou art wi' many ties. O'hame and infancy. Thy leaves were aye the first of spring.
O little town of Bethlehem. How still we see thee lie?. Above thy deep and dreamless sleep. The silent stars go by. . Yet in thy dark streets shineth.
O holy night. The stars are brightly shining. It is the night. Of the dear saviour's birth. Long lay the world. In sin and error pining. 'til he appeared.
Old flame - burnt out long ago. I hope you know what you meant to me. There was a time when you were burnin' bright. An' I stood in your light. But it wasn't meant to be.