I lost you long ago along the way I never thought I'd be here without you And every time I think about the way I think maybe I'm better off Maybe I'm
(Carl Sandburg) Tell old Bill when he leaves home this mornin', tell old Bill when he leaves home this evenin', Tell old Bill when he leaves home to
ricominciare troppo presto per ritornare a chiudere gli occhi e toccare le mie mani cosi lontane. Siamo spettatori nello specchio di un mondo che cammina piano che cammina piano
Well I want to lie to you I don't want to be your lost and lonely memory So don't you say goodbye, don't you cry Tomorrows another day Somewhere in
Most will look and only some will find the meaning of true love like that in a book then you'll understand how I put up wit hall the pain that I took
I play as I go, can't give up A photograph, and wink of luck A pretty smile, memories Some things are just to hard to leave I'm always here And so I'
If silence could talk and memories erase We'd know how they were and why they changed I held you in a special place inside now empty space cause we died
I beleive, we only live once How about yourself? I don't want to think back and wish I did something else You're here, I'm here too Just think of all
What you see through me, well it set you back Well I told you that I didn't feel the same, no not like that You knew that I wasn't telling a lie Then
Its over. I never thought you leave You look so good By my side the perfect girl for me But are you gone? And is it really true? Can it be when all that
The season is long and i've got the chills The city steps back, replaced by the hills There's snow on my heart and snow on my pills The season is long
Late on a summer evening I put 10 bucks in my tank and took a drive Listening to all our favorite songs, their spinning in my head Loud engines can't
verlangt. Schwester, ich denk an dich hier hangt dein Foto an der Wand. Es ist Karma wenn du morgen nicht mehr lebst, die Nacht ist lang ich hoffe du
(feat. Dr. John) Should auld acquaintance be forgot And never brought to mind Should auld acquaintance be forgot In days of auld lang syne Oh, ooh
el cine, el fin de Hitler, Franco, el luchador manco, mil espectadores haciendo la ola desde un campo en la grada la cicatriz de Sagat, Ramon Langa en
ein Klavier die Tasten sind staubig die Saiten sind verstimmt hinter dieser Tur sitzt sie am Klavier doch sie spielt nicht mehr ach das ist so lang her
? ancor? Un outre? - Piano te lo do. Piano te lo do. Te lo do piano, eh? - Plus piano, aussi. - Eh, non si senta. Non si senda. - Oui oui oui oui? - ?
denkt denn jetzt an Stre?, Arger und Geld? Und die Piano-Bar, die du so liebst, hat ganz spat noch auf. Und der Mann am Klavier, der hat all' uns're
