Devine, Fantasy, like a dream, never ends. Fairytales are in my head And in my head they start To tell you bout the deepest thoughts That lives in
Elements of life Elements of life Love, devotion Sun, the ocean Color, emotion Elements of life Elements of life Elements of life Love, devotion Sun
I'm waiting for your love Don't wanna loose that feelin' I'm waiting for your love Let me hold you in my arms I'm waiting for your love Don't wanna
ive go your picture in my guitar case. i guess that im just a hopeless case. but just in case you can call me on the telephone. you know that i will
Dico) I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor and I see it need sweeping Still my guitar
a little price is right.... Woo-ah-oo Woo-ooh-ah-oo Woo-ah ?ooh ah ohh ah oo you?re my guitar hero you?re my guitar hero you?re my guitar hero you?re my guitar
I've been waiting for your call. Pacing in my room. My heart I pinned on your sleeve. I'll trip and fall, impending doom. Twenty minutes before this
When I was in seventh grade, a pact with me I made, I'd take it to the grave Thought I could make it on my own, that it's cool to be alone, now I know
I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor and I see it need sweeping Still my guitar gently
Well I've just killed my girl Cause she didn't fit in my world With my 2nd hand guitar I've smashed her head She says she don't like the way I dress
y un sonido fiel, luego es tener uno mismo una forma muy propia de hacer, tocar sonar. ?Oigo guitarras, quiero guitarras, suenan guilarras, oigo guitarras
I'm lost in a dream, with a mind's full of sadness, I remember the good times, that we had in our madness, Frozen tears with illusions of fire, All of
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Everybody hates my guitar sound Don't know why they hate my guitar sound Everybody hates my guitar sound Wonder why they hate my guitar sound But I
I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping Still my guitar gently