La la la... Tous les oiseaux du desespoir Se sont envoles par ma voix Mais on n'a pas voulu les voir Ni les entendre chaque fois Qu'ils ont denonce la
You were riding the wave now you?re coming up for air and the sky it looks fake, but you must be somewhere don?t get carried away in the past its not
(Written by Earl Lett (Beantown Music BMI), additional lyrics by Carl Broemel) there?s a lot of different kind of people in the world there?s the good
Heaven knows you got me started heaven knows you got me going I knew we found the right sounds when you pulled me out from the ground heaven knows you
In the land of interstates I will wait in the garden invitation has been made bring a date to the party but you want to be right on time everybody?
I?m hot enough to melt some gold you?re cooling down you just made a mountain of snow you?re curled up body heat I?m driving home on an icy street its
I was waiting for the moment to be perfectly clear when the world would stop and let me catch up in the place of every moment that has left you in need
It takes a lot of work to not be burnt save a minute for your man it takes a lot of time to know your mind save an hour for yourself you ask a lot of
I saw an old man hold out his hand and I didn?t care at all but spot a stray dog that?s probably lost and I?ll stop the car I know that something?s
The moon is glowing behind a red rock your camera takes another long shot you find you?re alone but you don?t really feel like you are the drives may
Sunday drivers stole my keys friendly fire tore my jeans oh what in the world is happening to me? I know you fall when you?re trying to walk and I know
of all the things I've found in life no moment's better than this of all the thing I had ever known nothing prepared me for your kiss If we fly, if
Je te donnerai Tous les bateaux, Tous les oiseaux, tous les soleils Toutes les roses, Toutes les choses qui t'emerveillent Petite fille de ma rue Tu
And I said you shouldn't make facts out of opinions He said that I was right You're right I knew that I was And I'd hate to see anybody thank you But
Alle Vogel sind schon da Alle Vogel, alle Welch ein Singen, Musizier?n Pfeifen, Zwitschern, Tirilier?n Fruhling will nun einmarschier?n Kommt mit Sang
Jeg ligger pa taget af pastel parcel Og slikker regn og lyn Luften er ra Elektriske tr?er med morke under Lunder mod teglsten Luften er ra Der er fugle
: Alle Vogel sind schon da Alle Vogel, alle Welch ein Singen, Musizier?n Pfeifen, Zwitschern, Tirilier?n Fruhling will nun einmarschier?n Kommt mit Sang