Siamese twins are separated They couldn?t stand themselves no more They hesitated for a long time They?ve had their doubts but now they?re sure They
I wanna have god in a cage Surrounded by angels Through his wrought-iron railings He can catch me Wanna have god in a cage Through his wrought-iron
Sad Lover Would you like me leaving you? Is it true I tell myself fairytales? I pluck up my courage to see If I stand straight in my shoes To dance To
Say you will Don?t be shy I?ll ask nothing But your time In return I?m concerned I?m so sorry I can?t do this much better In front of you Though I try
Pleasant times Pleasant dreams to keep Nicely broken Other ways To recover from Slightly broken Visions of love Precisely spoken Words to fall asleep
Oh, she may be weary Young girls they do get weary Wearing that same old shaggy dress, yes But when they get weary Try a little tenderness, oh yeah
High on the tower I freak on heights With a tear in every corner of my eyes Desert storm is over now Nothing to fear With the sailor near... High on
Orlando not tell me, oh no Don't say oh God Don't tell me Oh dear me Heaven's above Oh no I can't stand it Stop please Oh deary me What in heaven's name
Hey little girl I?m the voice in your head I?m the portrait that hangs on the wall I?m the treasure inside Down the alley she goes Hush An don?t tell
So if you?d walk A thousand miles Until you?d reach our home tonight We?d set fire To everything So what d?? you think Through heavy snowfall And bitter
A tenement, a dirty street Walked and worn by shoeless feet Inside it's long and so complete Watched by a shivering sun Old eyes in a small child's
I haven?t got the brains To say wise things To tell true things When you laugh I haven?t got the strength To tell you straight things ?Cause they are
C'est un beau roman, c'est une belle histoire C'est une romance d'aujourd'hui Il rentrait chez lui, la-haut vers le brouillard Elle descendait dans le
I won?t give in I put fresh heart Into myself But I flee my thoughts I won?t give in I?ve sealed my mouth Won?t say a thing At least not out loud Funny
Build a better life Near the Hot Hoods Buy a new suit Matching your Revived Mood Find yourself some New Friends And this will depend On the kind of money
I?ve done it again Something Forced me to Another piece in my collection Of plays with you I?ve done it again Even Several times I guess it really takes