Yes, yes, it is more It's more than enough to last Yes, yes, it is more It's more than enough to last You've given me so much warmth I don't see how
My eyes are shut for now it seems the only way that I can cope. A glittering example of what we've become. So grab yourself by the wrist and think about
You can see it in a clear blue sky You can see it in a woman's eyes You can hear it in your babies cries You can hear it in your lover's sighs You could
Stop making excuses For why we are not in bed We should be taking our clothes off But here we are instead You look at me like you want me Why are you
Cut the cake and drop the fine I've seen good friends go down the line This part of town where the sun don't shine Always on the connection This wind
I pray for peace They require me to kick into high gear We may as well have our Phd's Might we compose was never taken into account I pray they let out
He gave me a new song He really came down here Himself and sang it for me In every key just for me He gave me a new light Now even when clouds hide the
I've been lost in the headlights All night long I said I've felt taller Yes I heard the dealer's song Said babe don't mark me absent I only missed out
(dieter bohlen) Producers for bonnie: dieter bohlen & luis rodriguez There were times When I was young and free And I said I'll need nobody Only you
In the fields of the lord Stood abel and cain Cain slew abel 'neath the black rain At night he couldn't stand the guilt or the blame So he gave it a name
For all the times I felt cheated, I complained You know how I love to complain For all the wrongs I repeated, though I was to blame I still cursed that
I closed my heart I was perfectly numb All my tears had crumbled to dust I was doing just fine Till you shattered my lonely bliss With your kiss Why
Now there's no storyline Just a real good time And I don't wanna seem to be mistaken But there's a tale to tell On this road to hell It's in between
God gave rock and roll to you, gave rock and roll to you Put it in the soul of everyone Do you know what you want? You don't know for sure You don'
I've got Sunday school to thank for Jesus Got educated thanks to Mom and Dad I can borrow money thanks to banker Johnson Thanks to me, I've spent all
(she cried when she found it...its feathers were matted and pressed to its side, its wings were no longer able...still she begged it to fly. its body
Written by gary barlow The telephone it never rings when you wanted to ring When it rings it's never the voice you needed to hear It's funny how the
Who gave you the ocean? gather the waters for the sea? Who gave you love as an emotion? Yea, it sounds like Jah to me Who gave you all the blue skies