Again evening finds me at your door Here to ask you just once more If we could try again I don't know quite what to say Never was too good that way So
Wish I was in the land of cotton There's a man waiting there Who'll never be forgotten Why did I have to go Why did I go away It was early on one frosty
A crowd made the magic happen The band made the music play I can close my eyes and see him there Just like it was yesterday It was just another party
Seven thousand miles to Paris Nine hundred more to Rome And I'm gone every mile To find peace of mind of home This infatuation is driving me insane Make
There's a special way you touch me In the morning when I'm waking up You know just how to put the pieces back together When it looks like we're breaking
He'll sail on in with the summer wind That blows on this came day Everybody called him "Pirate" Dark and handsome in his own way And the fire in eyes
She's just a secretary At a small recording firm When it comes to music There ain't nothing she can't learn And everything she lives and breathes Is
In a rented room Above a Hollywood bar with my money gone The ragged curtains blowing in the window Lying hungry and alone With no one to call, not even
I could pass the evening here Staring down into your eyes Just forget there's a world somewhere outside I kept my porch-light burning So you could find
They were from two warring tribes So their love could never be He was a painted Apache And she was a Cherokee He was stealing her father's horses When
caught in this room full of emptyness, nothing then deadly silence around me this deadly silence makes me sick i begin to hear voices in my fucking
Long time ago the world was full of live everybody believes in god and the hope for harmoniy. But people can't geht enough. They destroy themselves
Every time it's a struggle beetween day and night Endure the night and you will survive every doom If daylight lose the fight around the horizon the
If i close my eyes i see the pictures every night i cant forget the blood and emtpy faces the desperation in their eyes let them fall like puppets every
Ransom you from torments that let your eyes enlighten Demand,forgiveness that you never will obtain and step to your Life of suffering remains Life
I can't imagine how it felt before what's dead is dead My feelings and my life A withered flower in a desert world. You will never see me again gone
No one knew that they are alive but they exist. We can't see them, we can't hear them and we can't feel them but they are among us. They are everywhere
Reborn from Pain as an objekt in hell ransomed from torments of humanity time stands calm trapped in blood no daylight, no freedom Every minute of
