He stands all alone wanting to go home Wishing he could stop playing the game But he just stares in space and with a blank look on his face Trying desperately
That cold North wind they call "La Bise" is swirling round about my knees, Trees are crying leaves into the river; I'm huddled in this French cafe I
gone And I'm waiting patiently Jamie, I want you to know Jamie, oh Jamie, I'm so glad you're mine We'll be together a long time Jamie, what you
Nananananana! These days it's different (Turning us into monsters) Kids don't fight with knives anymore (Turning us into fire) They fight with guns!
Jamie Thomas so nice and clean Wish he could be my toy machine Jamie Thomas so nice and clean Wish he could be my toy machine Jamie Thomas so nice
I've had my pet since i was nine years old i loved him and fed him but one day he attacked i knew he didn't love me back so i grabbed him like a football
There's maybe a way I can tell you Cos with everyday things continue To get more compromised So who will fantasise A new generation politicised
Lately, I've let myself go I've been screening the calls From my friends to my foes Although I've been weak Far for so very long I gotta get myself
Music: Kay Swift Lyrics: Paul James I thought I'd found the girl of my dreams. So it seems, this is how the story ends: She's goin' to turn me down
Every day it comes to this Catch the things you might have missed You say, get back to yesterday I ain't ever going back Back to the place that I can
Sure I know you?d like to have me Talk about my future And a million words or so to fill you in about my past Have I sisters or a brother When?s my
(from Bridget Jones 2) Written by Mac Gayden and Buzz Cason Hearts gone astray Keeping her when they go I went away Just when you needed me so
It's gettin late I'm making my way over to my favorite place I gotta get my body moving shake the stress away I wasn't looking for nobody when you looked
7 Days To Change Your Life Just one local call and you'll see A Happy path through life, not for free Little bit fat, you can't get a girl Short on cash
Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that's pretty clever don't you, boy? Flying on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop. You'
I'm a glum one It's explainable I've met someone unattainable Life's a bore The world is my oyster no more All the papers Where I lead the news
I could have danced all night I could have danced all night And still have begged for more I could have spread my wings And done a thousand things I'
