What more could I do without you, Babe? Running 30 feet down to your bedroom window. I see you coughing, I ask "Are you ok?" But you close your eyes and
Honest to God... gorgeous songs about the way I'm afraid. Life's a brief candle, don't blow it. Don't blow it out. Life's a walking shadow... don't follow
Your name with my name has A lovely ring to it If you could only see it? The suffering it brings for me to see you with her No other thing is worse Finally
I break my promises and I just broke one to you. I promised you I'd try harder and I guess I've messed this one up too. Now, I'm begging you for another
They say, "grow up get a real dream" so... Odd days, the week even so... Can?t hear myself think if I can?t speak up Lying here all alone is just my
Take a little piece of my life for safe keeping. Steal away just one laugh for when I'm weeping. 'Cause I'm afraid change is gonna come my way. And I'
They said nice things about you in the paper today But that doesn't take away the look on your wife's face. Oh Danny Boy, oh danny boy A thousand pipes
Well, I woke up tonight Just in the middle of a great dream And I wished I could keep on and Get back to sleep What I mean is.... I had a great dream.
Still waters running deep Deep water running still... But wait until you resonate with me Penetrate through me Stay with me - please don't leave. Take
I look at men?s fitness magazines and I see All the girls who line the pages. You see. There are so many songs about (songs about) How you should love
If you carry your childhood with you You never grow old. But every wrinkle you erase is a story untold. And I can't wait to grow old. You buy pills
Traduzione: Colonna sonora Crank. Jarrett.
Traduzione: Lotta. With My Baby Tonight (Jeff Jarrett).
C'e chi attende per un qualcuno che non tornera mai ma tu ancora non lo sai... Nello spazio limitato e conoscibile ho trovato le risposte al mio innegabile
E' la luce quando ti sembra che le ombre siano calate il rumore dei passisul piano inclinato delle nostre vite infrange l'intercapedine tra passato e
Se guardo dentro vedo me stesso senza direzione ed i miei sogni vanno in fumo nella disperazione sono solo un'altra vittima del ciclo produttivo produci
E' forte il disprezzo per chi ci comanda produce consumo alle nostre liberta ma tu non puoi cadere nella loro trappola cio che dai e cio che vuoi non
Cedimento progressivo di una cultura spenta, retaggio post atomico di un'ideologia sconfitta sull'orlo del dirupo dove io ti ho conosciuta siamo corpi