If I whispered words, would you hear them now? Would you cross the deepest seas? In the fiercest winds, on the burning trail, Seal it with your word
If I whispered words, would you hear them now? Would you cross the deepest seas? In the fiercest winds, on the burning trail, Seal it with your word.
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I whispered words, would you hear them now? Would you cross the deepest seas? In the fiercest winds, on the burning trail, Seal it with your word. If
Went around the way for you Did all the things you asked me to I thought it was the perfect day To see just open love to say It doesn't mean a thing
Painted pictures and colored glasses Burning hot like smoke and ashes Deserted halls and empty walls A memory of you recalls to me The way things used
They say that I'm the kind of man who always speaks his mind To me there's nothing stronger than the truth You can ask me almost anything and I'll tell
When the sun shines bright You are looking alright But you get depressed When you see your life's a mess It moves me, so when you are down I'm upside
I look at your face and I see it's red you got a lot on your plate that is in your head you think that money's ok but it ought to grow on trees and when
Words can't do justice to pain. Seems like they can't feel a thing. Ordinary people do fucked-up things when fucked-up things become ordinary. I can't
To live is to learn and I will live through this I will be your worst I will smile again I feel this as much as you do and it hurts to know that you're
Take time to see the wonders of the world To see the things you've only ever heard of Dream life the way you think it ought to be See things you thought
Or say you're in a room And there's a beautiful fire And you're looking out the window (At the snow and the winter streets below) But your eyes keep returning
I've got an old friend Getting married this weekend It does not seem like I'll be there But I've been tracing Trying to remember Some of the things we
I look at your face and I see it's red You got a lot on your plate that is in your head You think that money's ok but it ought to grow on trees And when
Canto per te e cio che so fare canto perche poi mi piace dirti parole parole nuove e buone come il pane che si fa quando e mattina presto e tu dormi e
The way things used to be, well not anymore Close your eyes, open up your door Well I?m not tired, I?m coming alive But you make up on, let?s go out tonight
Can you say for serious That you can tell the difference A woman who can understand That their skin ain't the skin Of just any man who asks for it Can
