If all you've got to do today is find peace of mind Come round you can take a piece of mine And if all you've got to do today is hesitate Come here, you
Don't be so hard on yourself...no...
It's all getting messy Seamlessly sloppy Only fit for the bin Oh, what a mess I'm in Regret can be a fuel Blisters mean renewal But all that stuff tastes
I never feared the rain Until you turned to me and said ?You'd failed again? It makes a perfect day so lame And leads us halfway to nowhere So the players
Doubters and cowards Heroes all deaf to the clarion call For whom does it toll For who does it toll But all the dreams subside They're wrapped in America
Play catch with your babe, leave it late, it don't matter Play catch with your babe, leave it late, it don't matter Beautiful sailor Beautiful son You
For those who won't and never will, song sounds blue No one at home and time to kill Song for the beautiful loser She would hide at the park and ride
When they look around and they will look around They'll be without the kind of things we lex about Do with background inventions for one last glimpse
I swear at you for leaving Like I cursed at you when you stayed And I'll run you out Pass you round Scrape you about Fade you out Running good rings around
I do think that you could be Anything that you want to be, it's easy, easy When you say that time will tell It don't mean the last order's bell is ringing
O'r seddau gwag Daw'r lleni i fynu byth eto Yn araf deg Mae'r gweddill yn llithro agor (Wyt ti wedi sylweddoli fod y rhai sy'n edrych arnat ti trwy'r
Your imagination runs wild Sitting on the fence you call your home these days Better take care, you don't ask for help But some day you might need it
Go tell the captain There's no waters left to navigate I sailed them all for you Go tell the engine room Stop stoking up the fire We're out of fuel
Take my word, I'll try to make it clear, yeah You could never be like you'd been then Have you never tried to stay behind? One touch and they all fall
My name is Mary Anne But they all call me Frances I saw the coast was clear Do you mind me being near? I've seen faces in high places Messing up for
You been a long Time coming home Time coming home Time coming home You been a long Time coming home Time coming home Time coming home You been a bad
gyda gwA?n, o glust i glust, fe oedd y cyntaf i basio'r pyst mi roedd o'n hawdd, yn hollol naturiol roedd rhai yn ei alw o'n ffA'l ond doedd ysteried
The sun is shinin' We should be makin' hay But we're dead from the waist down Like in California Victory is empty There are lessons in defeat But we'
