Testi:
Sam Roberts We Were Born In A Flame

Bazaar You were meant to be mine You were meant to be mine I saw fourteen children In your lovely brown eyes To be King and Queen Was just a disguise You were

We We were always on the run From that old witch up the street In the days when I was young Ride Ride our bikes on into town For some hockey cards

t be a friend of mine But you can't be my lover cause you take up all my time, yeah The clock says five a.m. little honey The clock says five a.m. And

I feel your eyes each time we meet And I'm just staring at my feet Yeah you got me on the run You got me hiding from the sun You're so cold I get a chill

behind Eileen says I'm a boy, not a man Crying on the corner with my head in my hands I called her name and she ran Slipping through my fingers like a

so heavy It feels so heavy Heavy I'm waiting for a Saturday I'm waiting for a Saturday And I'm too young to be old Elle me regardait Et elle souriait Elle m'a fait penser A

sound you hear is a closing door Been looking for peace, but they're bringing you war We've got one life to live, but we're doing it wrong, you see Got a

we will rise like a Phoenix from the ashes We will rise like a Phoenix from the ashes We will rise like a Phoenix from the ashes We will rise like a

we're doing it wrong you see One life to live but we're doing it wrong you see We're doing it wrong you see We're doing it wrong you see We're doing