Capisco i poveri la loro rabbia capisco i ricchi nella loro gabbia capisco un re... e chi nessuno e capisco i belli quelli piu perfetti capisco i brutti
Piccola stellina pallida e turchina di cielo e non di mare perche non sai nuotare ti fai guardare col cannocchiale seduto sopra il tetto di un palazzo
Sono qui senza eta E guardo un pino Sotto la neve la Che sta li e un po' si piega E un po' mi spiega che E' dura ma Resisti, insisti Per
Se dovessi scegliere lo so non avrei piu dubbi non ne ho fra la terra e il mare non saprei ma per non sbagliare sceglierei te... o te non c'e alternativa
Quanto ti ho sentita mia quando siam rimasti cinque giorni a letto chiusi dentro casa mia quanto ti ho sentita mia quando ti ho spogliata e t'ho messo
plays with my hair as he touched my cheek to catch a red tear his chin feels rough as he whispers in my ear "tonight you will die, as a hitchcock starlet
Chorus: Last Christmas, I gave you my heart But the very next day, You gave it away This year, to save me from tears I'll give it to someone special
Fold yourself against Me like a paper bird Tonight we'll fly awhile Just give me the word And hold onto me Like I hold onto you A steeple holds a bell
Now my work is done I feel I'm owed some joy Oh Imogene and Abelard I'm your homeward boy But there's another one Who brings me to your door And the
All the other girls here are stars?you are the Northern Lights They try to shine in through your curtains?you're too close and too bright They try and
Going out to California Gonna let the water warm my clothes I'm alone but I'm not lonely Gonna trade the weather for the Western coast No don't cry I
Don't stand so close to me Don't be another tragedy I've burned everybody who had a hand to lend A man burning at both ends No one put me in this hell
You had your red rainslicker on Your face was turned up into rain as you watched me And I was crossing I was crossing The street like my own Rubicon
on the sky or the ground below But I'd rather be the one who loves than to be loved and never even know Hello blackbird hello starling Winter's over be
She's a bad actress- but hey You give her the big lines anyway Though her eyes are big as Canada And the hips are South Australia And the shoulder blade
Here I am standing at your window again Waiting for you to say go away or come in I'm your locked door's worst knocker I'm your curtain's best friend
At night we crossed the border following a Black robe To the edge of the reservation?to Cataldo Mission Where the saints and all the martyrs look down
Just where it now lies I can no longer say I found it on a cold and November day In the roots of a sycamore tree where it had hid so long In a box made