Your name will walk the years of shame Your hands, my face, the look, the taste To gaze how fondly on my beautiful face To fold thee in my great arms
I've been feeling like the old man and the sea, You asked me if I was over it, I'll never be, It's all been torn apart, Forty-one false starts
doing I will make the time Chorus I'm the one I'm the one That is what I've become I'm The One I'm the one Verse Heart and mustard seed Faith is
My eyes are searchin' My hips are workin' My lips are waitin' Take me to love. My skin's pulsatin' My body's shakin' My lips are waitin' Take me to love
well doing I will make time I'm the one I am the one That is what I've become I'm the one I am the one Don't let your good be spoken evil of I'
Your name will walk the years of shame Your hands, my face, the look, the taste To gaze how fondly on thy beautiful face To fold thee in my great arms
Übersetzung: My Dying Bride. One Of Beauty Töchter.
: [Anathema] [Bad Religion cover] When you're one of the few to land on your feet What do you do to make ends meet? Teach Make 'em mad, make 'em sad
[Anathema] [Bad Religion cover] When you're one of the few to land on your feet What do you do to make ends meet? Teach Make 'em mad, make 'em sad,
son I will let you down, I will let you down can you hear this sound? do you hear them cry? you?ve been left outside tonight there?s no one here to hold
re my boy (i'm your boy) You're my pride I'm your joy I'm the sand You're the tide Be the groom I'll be your bride (be my bride) It takes two...
Single girls all hear the call from a crowd at the back wall and when the bouquet flies each one tries to be the best catch and next years bride. Uncle
: on one morning in the month of May when all the birds were singing I saw a lovely maiden stray across the fields at break of day she softly
part of the scenery You're never alone and the tension is painful to see One night I, crept in and, Got on my knees and tried to make her my wife One
We're redemmed of the street That used to clinge to the streets Till we saw our thirst wasn't quenched By the scene of the streets [Verse One] Hey, this
me ride that donkey donkey please..please..please bend on over and get buck wild let me do that donkey jordan style grip them hips and balls the ride now do the bride
: [spoken:] This the oldest story in the book... he desires the one thing he cannot have... my darling queen, I lay myself at your feet and I shall
