near Feel the wind of something hard Come whistling past your ear As they try to get you Where it will upset you down Now you know what I mean Someday
near Feel the wind of something hard Come whistling past your ear As they try to get you Where it will upset you Down Now you know what I mean Someday
Prevod: Chicago. Nekega dne (29. avgust 1968).
Prevod: Chicago. Nekega dne.
Prevod: Shania Twain. Hvala You Baby (za Making Someday Come tako hitro) (Live In Chicago).
getting near Feel the wind of something hard Come whistling past your ear As they try to get you Where it will upset you Down Now you know what I mean Someday
you flattered I tried to get you drunk I know you're collecting disciples I know you want to be the godmother of soul punk Someday, someday There are
my reasons And my ways Keep on changing From day to day As I grow It becomes so clear Why I'm here It's all here For you and me The beauty of life Someday
I feel so alone--so alone Knowin' the way we both feel, O know you're always gonna be my friend Dig, your face, lord, it's real Someday I'm never gonna
't forget it You forgave me, you won't let it fade away I will not discuss the past Life goes by us much too fast To look behind and dwell on trouble Someday
billion Can you play me with that jealousy they need to miss me Don't sweat me if them cowards really want me, come get me And even I someday will die
, hello San Francisco Wo, we finally got a chance to meet I knew someday That I would walk up and down your hilly streets You know I love Chicago Someone
Dear Chicago, you'll never guess You know the girl, you said I'd meet someday? Well, I got something to confess She picked me up on Friday Asked me if
a lifetime? Did the captain of the Titanic cry? Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain Someday we'll know why the sky is blue Someday we'll
Now Bensenville is a train yard over in Chicago And the bumpers y'all well that's just the coupling Between the freight cars And Calay is California that
' hard at all the concerts Know the names of all the boys in the band The rhythm section dreams about her Lady fiddle player wants to hold her hand Someday
Hows your family? Hows you mommy and daddy? They living happily? So tell me all about LA Huh? You don't live in LA? Hold up wait wait wait Chicago Hows Chicago
