All its harm and all its charms, oh someday Someday, we'll leave behind All this time That has turned sour Far behind and out of mind, oh someday Someday
somehow All its harm and all its charms Oh someday Someday we'll leave behind All this time That has turned sour Far behind, out of mind Oh someday Someday
Übersetzung: Ash. Eines Tages.
Übersetzung: Ash. Someday [harry Rudel Remix].
leave somehow All its harm and all its charms Oh someday Someday we'll leave behind All this time That has turned sour Far behind, out of mind Oh someday Someday
son, short memory, don't I make part of your story? You hurt me now as once you did With so many brothers Someday on earth you hit You forgot that you
she goes to sleep Black horsefly, lemonade Jar on the red anthill Garden worm, cigarette Ash on the windowsill Hundred years, hundred more Someday
should say But even if your heart would listen I doubt I could explain So here we are now A sip of wine, a sip of water Someday maybe Maybe someday we
, honey, then you don?t If you don?t well, honey, then you don?t So here we are now A sip of wine, a sip of water Someday maybe Maybe someday we?ll be
I'm sick of your threats I'm sick of the way you want And I'm sick of the way you get Wait'll I take off Wait'll you're so bored You'll still be waiting someday
the knave and two and three) Said she also feel the thrill of the willow in the wind (feel the thrillo the willow---- or oak or elm or ash or pine sol
Ash and Elm, the human pair Living of its precious fruits but soon may end Middle Earth, old Midgard Wish the tree will burst into leaf Will someday
and rubber wheels, TV sets and orange peels Baby rattles, paper plates, newspapers and rusty skates Oooh Oooh Oooh keep on truckin' You gotta sort it, shred it, burn it to ash
ash: good night misty,goodnight brock. misty: good night ash,sweet dreams. out here in the queit of the night. beneath the stars and moon. we both know
ambition I am a poster girl with no poster I am thirty-two flavors and then some And I'm beyond your peripheral vision So you might wanna turn your head 'Cause someday
you knew you'd always find me there But this time some things are gonna change, I'm breaking out And I know someday I'll be ok, and I know someday
am a poster girl with no poster I am 32 flavors and then some And I'm beyond your peripheral vision So you might want to turn your head 'Cause someday
from me Someday we'll have an open top bus parade Far from me Someday we'll do the sorry charade Far from me Someday we'll all wear a crown Far from me Someday
