Here's not to what was me and you Here's not to all the days gone by And to the truth that lived a lie. Dreams are dreams, Will alas come true Skies
true Here's not to what was me and you Here's not to all the days gone by And to the truth that lived a lie Dreams are dreams will alas come true Skies
Traduzione: Tutti i Santi. Sogni.
No puedo creer que tengas el valor de venir a buscarme y ofrecer tu cuerpo como recompenza para perdonarte y asi que me olvide que me abandonaste cuando
Looks like a dream, one you?ll discover Seems like its bitten, whence were you smitten, cuckoo Cuckoo Cuckoo Cuckoo Cuckoo Looks like a saint, drinks like a scholar Dreams
And daunting be our dreams If we fear not of anything Only love and revelry Between these walls Like the sunset that we mourn When our friends have all
from all unseen. Braided hands that reach for nothing but belief. CHANGED MEN, WILL CHANGE... HOPE LIVES UNLOST, GAIN STRENGTH AT ALL COSTS... ABSENT ARE THE SAINTS...ABSENT ARE THE SAINTS
Purified sounds brush 'em on like paint teenage dream to work with Ron Saint <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> home
answers for my passion I need answers to life's questions I wish to live like all men I was bound by many hopes I wish to live like all men I was
so I heard y'all wanna float... yo, this fallen angel could stitch a wing with a shoestring prime directive selects reflective aviation bathed in mood
I'm a little bit of everything all roled into one Chorus I'm a Bitch I'm a Lover I'm a child I'm a Mother I'm a sinner I'm a saint I do not feel ashamed
here like you don't care There must be some mistake up there in heaven Now it's much too late My time has passed away All my plans and dreams have all
could never take me high I forgive all my dreams that I couldn't really fly I forgive the thought that I couldn't stop thinking I forgive all the drinks
Darling I want you to listen I stayed up all night, so I can get this thing right And I don't think there's anything missing Cause a person like you,
(Pat Ballard) Mister Santa Bring me some toys Bring Merry Christmas To all girls and boys And every night I'll go to sleep singing And dream about The
with the rhythm and stay down with the blues. So when all the stories have been told and the lesson shave been learned and all the punks are ready to meet the saints
