your eyes In so many ways We are shifting into place And in so many ways We are different yet the same We are different yet the same We are different yet the same
chunk of gold Hard to get and it's hard to hold Just like a rose that's soft to touch Love has thorns and it hurts so much Well then why must the same
a chunk of gold Hard to gain, and hard to hold Like a rose that's soft to touch Love has gone, and it hurts so much Well and why... Must the same love
Until it reached an open door ? Then Love Itself Love Itself was gone. Then I came back from where I?d been. My room, it looked the same ? But there
same old love Same, same, same (Off and on again, love) To the moon again, love Can't be wrong if it's love Same old love, same old love
there was no way strong enough Compared with rock 'n' roll To get the same thrill To get the same thrill To get the same thrill To get the same thrill
I've been interpreted and shrunk I've been as touchless as a drunk This is as bad as or worse, as bad as or worse This is as bad as or worse, as bad
It happens all the time, all you girls are the same I put my heart out on the line and you just walk away What am I to do if I can't live with or without
will change Everything will change I, oh I, I wish this could last forever I, oh I, as if we could last forever Love remains the same Love remains the same
you just don't feel the same I'll never understand How can the same love That made me so happy, make me so sad? I don't understand How could the same
ll do it 'til we get it right And we'll be standin' by the same Standin' by the same Well, we'll be standin' by the same old Oughta be standin' by the same
doesn't seem right at all How can the same love that made me so happy (Same love) Make me so sad? I don't understand (Same love, same love) How could the same
Can you blame me, girl? Gotta take me back What was I to do? I couldn't get over you Thought that I could put Your love on the shelf, get on by myself
Until it reached an open door Then love itself, love itself was gone Then I came back from where I'd been My room, it looked the same But there was
what drives a man To love and to kill with the very same hand And I don't understand what drives a man To love and to kill with the very same, the very same
chunk of gold Hard to get and it's hard to hold Just like a rose that's soft to touch Love has thorns and it hurts so much Well, then why must the same
Sur les passerelles a l'embarquement Populaires ou premieres, derriere ou devant On monte les malles, des quais sur le pont On charge dans les cales de
a smart man once said you cant be wise and in love at the same time something i've come to realize i did my best to save my life i miss those days, i