all I could give you a call I could give you something fine to compare yourself to My eyes begin to ache in the cold electric light There are no windows in this room
Traduzione: La Chiesa. In questa stanza.
baked from that shake Yeah you can't f--- with this you're Walter Middy don't take it as a dis but the fantasy has got to end this minute I had a f---
There's snow on the mountain And fog in the street Flickering candles in the room Hear the church bell ring See the children playing I feel their pure
I'm not sure I can tell you The difference in Iraq and Iran But I know Jesus and I talk to God And I remember this from when I was young Faith hope and
room that I painted the shelves I built with my own hands after how long you waited took me back again in that choir we heard in that catholic church
If you knew this was your last day what would you do If you knew this was our last kiss how would your lips move If I should end up at the end of this
Fasha the dog. And livin' in the bell tower like that, they got a lot of room downstairs where the pews used to be in. Havin' all that room, seein' as
of pale white snow on the street side from this doll house full of open words and the stained glass of the church next door casts its light upon this empty room
, fearless and true Hey Charlie, well this one's for you Yeah this one's for you Yeah this one's for you, yeah this one's for you Yeah this one's for
the collection plate to help fund future causes to further bridge the gap between church and state We?ll rip that monkey off your back to make room for
this kid was alone he had five more brothas wit him Wit out girl's night ain't this some shit If she don't recognize the game they can kiss this shit
this no it doesn?t get better than this and it did it did oh it did just when i start thinkin it?s as good as it can get this crazy life does somethin
