If dogs run free, then why not we Across the swooping plain? My ears hear a symphony Of two mules, trains and rain. The best is always yet to come, That
If not for you, Babe, I couldn't find the door, Couldn't even see the floor, I'd be sad and blue, If not for you. If not for you, Babe, I'd lay awake
Yeah they oughta make a brand new whiskey And give it a woman's name A man needs something to holg onto When a goodbye hits him like a hurricane Make
We said we?d walk together baby come what may That come the twilight should we lose our way If as we?re walking a hand should slip free I?ll wait for
A dying flame, you're free again Who could love and do that to you All dressed in black, he won't be coming back Save your tears, you've got years and
I was buried alive I came back to haunt you Are you dying to believe I can't go on without you? All we are is too fast for love We're too young I hate
[Music and Lyrics by Enrico Pistolese] I can't believe to have you here with me again 'cause I supposed you to escape away from there What a shameful
she is everywhere I am yeah when I don't want her to be there I kinda want to leave in a hurry she's walking on the city heavy in her monster boots
New York's alright, New York's alright, New York's alright, if you like saxophones! New York's alright if you wanna be pushed in front of the subway
Sweet, won't let you go Sweet, won't let you go I got an email from you today With a poem that you wrote I was touched because you felt it And 'cause
If I should die and leave you here, just disappear I know the sun will still shine The day I'm gone, you'll carry on and on and on And I know the sun
I carry you with me, A ghost inside And in these shattered arms, You're still alive. I carry you with me, A holy shrine And dogs and angels follow
I carry you with me, a ghost inside And in these shattered arms you're still alive. I carry you with me, a holy shrine and dogs and angels follow right
La fabrica de los suenos, la caja de los truenos, la magia de lo incierto, la leyenda de unos besos, un viaje hacia la luna, de lunatico viajero, las
Escuchame, por esta vez no tengas prisa, hoy tengo ganas de volver a enloquecer. Mira, mujer, solo pretendo tus caricias, el corazon se ha vuelto loco
Where would I be? if not for your grace carried in me in every season, where would I be if not for your grace you came to my rescue and I want to thank
By John Taylor & George Davis Ooo wah, ooo wah cool, cool kitty Tell us about the boy from New York City Ooo wah, ooo wah c'mon kitty Tell us about
He's the one you'd like to meet on sight, he's the confident stranger Walks with cool poise, talks with just the same, talks of flexible invites he's
