Sometimes he lets that boss get in his head He can't see past that mountain of deadlines on his desk 5 o'clock, he's the last one out of the gate And
THE THINGS THAT MATTER MOST TO ME WRITERS DON PITTMAN, BILL TAYLOR, THOMAS LAVERNE Yes there are many precious mem'ries that I'd like to recall And
Is today my lucky day? Are you gonna look my way And see true love? If you're not sure he holds your heart Don't let pride keep us apart You need true
It's colder than winter Right here in my heart Lord, I'm gonna miss her She's torn me apart I couldn't make you love me I couldn't give you any more
It matters that the world knows We must celebrate the gift of life Everyday in some way We must always remember To play after every storm All children
I took a chance, I took a fall Waited on love 'til I could give it my all Then I let my heart fly Took a rose to her door Stood there like a statue just
I can just see us now You and me paintin' the town Forever just foolin' around with you Just think of the things we'd do Baby, just me and you My heart
Do you ever think of me When you lay your head down? Do you ever think of me When he ain't around? Do you ever wonder why Our love couldn't be? Ever
If she'd only knew what I was thinking If she'd only knew what was in my head Why can't she see my heart is breaking? She'd be mine if it weren't for
Only a memory this morning My baby up and walked away In my heart the tears keep pouring She left with so much to say She don't know whose heart she'
Blink 182 they suck and so do you. I hate those pricks they can suck my dick. Main stream punk rock its really not that hot. And if you think that they
I saw the morning lights so lover you're the one that pulled the trigger ain't that a thing? well this is red alert and I don't mind saying I'm scared
' darsi che debba pentirti perfino te che avevi scelto la strada che sembrava a tutti sicura sai cos'e' tutte le cose che contano devi difenderle sempre un po' senno' finiscono male tutte le cose
che te ne sei andata e Dieci quelli che non mi ami piu Quante cose contano e quante no Quante cose contano e quante no Quante cose contano (Grazie ad
This boy, breezes in from the South Wells. This boy, sees his days in the Middle East. This boy, eased his way up the silver turns, but what is that
Sometimes he lets that boss get in his head He can't past that mountain of deadlines on his desk 5oclock he's that last one out of the gate And he gets
It matters that the workd knows We must celebrate the gift of life Everyday in some way we must always remember to play after every storm All children