Traduzione: Lifterrine. Partito Diamo.
Watch me With your eyes Been giving God A paedophile I want to Be just like you Then I'd be cool Maybe not But We left our eyes Big surprise Kiss me
Down a road less traveled and I see my purpose in front of me And it's simple and It's gentle I found Down a road less traveled and I feel my conscience
I always see you, no matter where I go Torturing my thoughts, never ever letting go The idea of being followed, it?s just a fear And its not that I?
[includes a quote from The Adventures Of Greggery Peccary] Where did they go? When did they come from? What has become of them now? How much was the
Is this the way that you let me know? Is this the side that you want to show? It's not too far to let you go if I'm to know It's just the way that we
I keep one fingernail victim to every angry word I will not say I keep my finger locked in prison I think i'm sorry but then sometimes things just have
You're so beautiful You're simply divine And wasn't God good to me when he made you mine? Your touch makes me shiver Your smile makes me crawl Your nothing
Was it not heard enough to feel? Was it not cage enough to hold your head inside? You will not find me waiting You will not see me smile This is the
So you sailed across the ocean Making plans to meet your family Clutching packages of photographs of those you left behind you And of those you left
I keep a man inside a box under my bed My mother says I dream too much I take the man out and listen close to what he says He says I do not dream enough
(J. Baez) When the mist rolls in on Highway One Like a curtain to the day A thousand silhouettes hold out their thumbs And I see them and I say You
Elle s'emmerdait Place Saint-Michel, avec des cons, Elle descendait place de l'Horloge, en Avignon, S'emmerder avec des vieux chnoques, De vingt-cinq
I used to be someone you knew From the beginning he dreamt of conquering The obsession of his life had begun to outdo Anything anyone had ever done before
Lord, you are my lifter yes, you are the lifter of my head (repeat) (Thanks to Arthur for these lyrics)
free at last, I'm the past, undone in unknown prison, I'm holding on. Peace and need? A mouth to feed? I'm standing way on the other side. I'm staring
(Words and Music by Joan Baez) When the mist rolls in on Highway One like a curtain to the day A thousand silhouettes hold out their thumbs and I
you don't know me you just left me you don't know me you just left me you don't know me you just left me you don't know me you just left me And he was
