I miss you more than you even know, more than you probably care More than I ever show to you, my dear at least in words alone And how does it make you
Übersetzung: Zwischen den Bäumen. Miss You.
say, "how would you know and what would it matter anyway?" "Well", she says, "you just don't seem like you do!" I said, "you're way wrong." She says, "
up little soldier Stiffen up that upper lip What you crying about? You got me Hailie I know you miss your mom and I know you miss your dad When I'm gone
hold me, closely as I mosey on the low key If you don't know by now, you'll never know me You know me, I swing it to the young-ins and the OG's Witnessed
seat you And decipher these psalms Just a million miles to dream of Your kiss is Indian summer swings and sweet plum To see you sleep like Spanish moss And hear you
telling me it won't be here for long Until it's gone - Until it's gone Until it's gone - Until it's gone You'll never miss it until it's gone, gone,
that was once child I just want to tell you I miss you I just want to tell you I miss you I just want to tell you Outro: The sun is going down for
Reinhardt lock horns on the radio I draw a black skull on my jeans, not thinking, through to the skin the headlamps come on at five I miss you bad
what I'm missing, won't you Tell me - 'cause you know I'm gonna listen Tantalize me with the fruit of your tree Tempt me Tempt me Each time you smile as you
's how I feel about you Yeah, that's how I feel about you? She said, ?What??, he said, ?You? She said, ?What are you talking about?? He said, ?You? ?
Zu You know what to do, freaky sucky sucky Won't you show the crew how you play wit' the monkey Let him see you don't fake it, and you can take it It'
up, little soldier Stiffen up that upper lip, what you cryin' about? You got me Hailie I know you miss your mom and I know you miss your dad When I'm
bout it partner Yo bitch stay talkin and you steady eavesdropping [Verse 2: Fiend] Rolling trees can do something for you No matter what you be goin
sex, drugs, and murder so when you play the role of the timeless inserter I'm sorry if you're 85 and you would have preferred a album full of ignorance
Baby ima sing a song When you ring... When I ring... My phone Ya phone {Verse 1 Miss B} Oh yeah you know the deal its Miss Behavin baby And im just being real you
on Do you take this man to be you lawfully wedded husband In sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer For better or for worse, 'til death do you part? I do Do you
type of chick you only see in fantasies The type of chick you would kill for to get between the knees Yo, I made time to chill with Miss Portuguese Would you
