(Browne, McCormick, Goldenberg, Lewak & Young) He came 'round here with his camera and some of his American friends Where the money is immortal and
This thing called love I just can't handle it This thing called love I must get round to it I ain't ready Crazy little thing called love This thing (
Fly me to the moon Let me sing among those stars Let me see what spring is like On Jupiter and Mars In other words, hold my hand In other words, baby
Cry in the rain Nothing to say Lately I wonder Who you are today I know all about you But I don't understand Why you won't see me Why things have
Picture life before I knew you. It was, It was Alright, It was Ok I'll paint my life before I loved you There were, never pictures in the hallway There
Wont be in no letter, no text or call You can read though the papers wont say nothing at all. Cause my love is secret, and its getting harder to keep
You give your hand to me Then you say hello I can hardly speak My heart is beating so And anyone can tell You think you know me well But you don't know
Right Now Let me take you by the hand Right Now Put your lips at my command Right Now Fly me off to lovers land Baby Don't you live me at the post Kiss
You give your hand to me Then you say hello I can hardly speak My heart is beating so And anyone can tell You think you know me well Well you don't know
I've been so many places in my life and time I've sung a lot of songs I've made some bad rhymes I've acted out my life on stages with ten thousand people
I'm no good at long goodbyes But baby I can learn I wanna leave you with the kind Of exit you deserve So lock the room and let's turn off all the ringing
Many nights we pray With no proof anyone could hear In our heart's a hopeful song We barely understood Now we are not afraid Although we know there's
I feel the breeze on my face Feel it warm like the kisses That you kiss on my face Can't replace what you give me When we touch It's too much such a
You wake up, And its far too late You never saw, The writing on the wall Buts its no use When the love is gone And you try but you just cant carry on
Many nights we've prayed, With no proof anyone could hear. In our hearts a hopeful song, We barely understood. Now we are not afraid, Although we know
He came 'round here with his camera and some of his American friends Where the money is immortal and the killing never ends He set out from Cinecitta
Picture life before I knew you It was alright, it was ok I'll paint my life before I loved you There were never pictures in the hallway There were no
