Theres no other way to say this Love, Ive got to sing it Gotta keep my head above the mountains That Ive climbed to be with you We were caught in something
I'm standing in the road and I don't mind your headlights you say I've lost control but you're driving down my road with pockets full of secrets never
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We The People Hear The Words That You Are Saying The Darkness In Our Hearts Remains We Can Only Live So Long Without The Truth And The Message You Portray
do not make me like a wilderness or set me like a dry land do not slay me with the sword of thirst although this is what i deserve drench me with your
many waters cannot quench love many floods cannot drowned it
a shadow forms in my mind a vision of a cold forsaken stone shaped as an arc in the grass so calm and left alone it could be who we are a reflection
you send us out as lambs amongst the wolves but the Lion stands by our side you will be my guide i need you to lead me i am so weak without you i'm tired
red leaves blow in the wind leaving home and everything it's known behind barren branches wave goodbye as the red leaves slowly die every flower stares
I don't know what you've got against me. And I really don't care. Cause you base your opinions on conclusions. And on the things you hear. Whoa, I'm
hai fatto Ed io, io ci provero Ci fosse un'altra scelta almeno E questa notte non ne ha colpa E il vuoto stretto nella mano Sogni finiti, MAY DAY MAY DAY
cold in the ocean (we'll never let you down) Down another day, down another day (we'll never let you down) Down another day, down another day
ci credo piu non ci credo piu Yeh! Yeh! may day SOS adesso tutto cade intorno a me may day lo sai mi sono perso e tu non mi fai vivere may day SOS adesso
Voices from the well Sing the latest news. The river lost the race, Steps were rolling down the stairway. The ancient man above just Can?t make up his
The beautiful Elisabeth, Dachs by her feet and spirits rising high. A falcon and the whitest dove, With St. Martin?s luck And a taste for courtly love
is the first of May, And, for once, I feel quite okay. Try to pinch me if you dare, But this time I?m not going anywhere. May Day is rioting in the streets
eventually, Not quite sure of where I was; Still in Mexico of course. I got out of bed, Like an eavesdropper Lodging in this place, An unfamiliar face, A new day
Sleepwalkers standing On marshy ground; They won?t fall if you don?t wake them up. The icicles on the old jugde?s beard, Won?t tell him what he?s guilty