Besedila:
Zero 7

My love, she speaks like silence Without ideals or violence She doesn't have to say she's faithful But she's true, like ice, or fire People carry roses

I lie awake, I've gone to ground I'm watchin' porn In my hotel dressing gown Now I dream of you but I still believe There's only enough for one in this

Old man there people stare Thinking back to God knows where Always back to where he's been I have seen, I have seen Time goes so slow Days come and go

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It's an easy ride to roam You'll never walk alone Naturally we blew Simple things we say Everyday we'll find the way Seems like we've opened up the

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Fancy, a big house Some kids and a horse I cannot cry But nearly guarantee a divorce I think that I love you I think that I do So go on Mister Make Miss

You take a stroll into the morning sun You make a Happy Meal, a portion for one You steal the wallet of a man with a gun You make this seem like a whole