and i sigh for you i would never touch your luck you don't flee keep me in view you see me safely through when the cold hurts my soul you're like the sun
Übersetzung: Vision. Like The Sun.
: Life... Seeds I Sew Bomb Dutty Babylon Ah Bury Cool As Di Breeze I Ah Flow So Irie And Merry To Perfect Sun Life Trees Grow (Sip Life Apple And Cherry
tears Now that I'm strugglin in this business, by any means Label me greedy gettin green, but seldom seen And fuck the world cause I'm cursed, I'm havin visions
be take off this load But we ride, ride it like a bullet Hail Mary, Hail Mary We won't worry everyting will come real Free like the bird in the tree We
hey na na na hey hey na na na na 'Cause there so many fine woman that my head is spinning and I'm seeing double vision everybody's singing like hey na
and they move, so we buck, they come back, in my dreams at night I have nightmares, nightmares, all the time [Verse 1: Prodigy] Last night I had a vision
changin the channel looks like I'm playin the game boy (woo) I know the watch botherin ya vision But reach and I'll put a dot on ya head like it's part
: Ooh ooh You're crossing the water for eastern delights, 'cause now that you're gone I feel like a stranger in New York tonight. And the rhythm was
rope tied to the rafters, blue-faced and broken-necked I die. Relieving my vision from the sick fucking stare of that hated sun burning the sky. Slumped like
: I feel the force of nature now, I feel it It holds the Earth third from the Sun The energy that binds us all, the power The energy in everyone
to resist temptation or escape all the resentment. So much Tension, Seem like I'm havin' a nightmare that's reoccurin'. The vision is blurry, the Curtain
to retain But everybody knows it's all about the things that get stuck inside of your head. Like the songs your roommate sings or a vision of her body
re young `Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend I want to guard your dreams and visions Just wrap your
: The screen door slams, Mary's dress sways Like a vision she dances across the porch. As the radio plays Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey that
re young 'Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend I want to guard your dreams and visions Just wrap your
that hard to find After all we're so bright I see so many visions But everyone seems out of sight This is total neglection Skies of L.A. My future looks like
