to reason why? I can't help believin', in this perfect feelin' Like a dizzy fairground ride, senses come alive and I'm happy Melodies collide with
Every day and every night I'm stopping planes collide On my own above blue skies I'm a happy satellite I watch the world's ugliness It all unfolds as
Prevod: Semena Lightning. Happy.
If he knows I can feel him And I wonder In my dreams when I'm sleeping And I'm keeping him close to me I'm thinking He's the thunder, I'm the lightning
please (be my, be my baby) Be my little baby (my one and only baby) Say you'll be my darling (be my, be my baby) Be my baby now (my one and only baby) I'll make you happy
HE KNOWS I CAN FEEL HIM AND I WONDER IN MY DREAMS WHEN I'M SLEEPING, AND I'M KEEPING HIM CLOSE TO ME I'M THINKING HE'S THE THUNDER, I'M THE LIGHTNING
can't stay together, like Jill Scott's front teeth You should see her when she's lookin at me Winona Ryder couldn't steal enough shit to make this bitch happy
IF HE KNOWS I CAN FEEL HIM AND I WONDER IN MY DREAMS WHEN I'M SLEEPING, AND I'M KEEPING HIM CLOSE TO ME I'M THINKING HE'S THE THUNDER, I'M THE LIGHTNING
