: It was a cold and wet December day When we touched the ground at JFK Snow was melting on the ground On BLS I heard the sound Of an angel New York,
December snapshots, entire list Endless new years, every day I kiss the empty with memories The naked sky timeless holds me alone, I'll wait Violent
remember Shatan got you caught in the storms of December And brothers on the block packin' nines like September Crazy situations keeps pockets on slender Yo, I be on the avenue
first one He stole my heart He ran like a bandit, I dont understand it Jimmy Lee, this ones for me And Ill always remember History, biology And that magical December
' at me? Are you lookin' at me, pal? Then we headed south, where the surf came crashing in From black and white to colour, from innocence to sin It was summer in December
category he straggles through the city with a burning cigarette opening red doors the lucky man is dying to forget. red lights on broadway avenue there
the Kon Artis [Chorus] Ay yo Competition of none's such Derelicts the one must Let the guns bust Brigade one trust Untouched Martyr a mic Slaughter your life Runnin avenue
It was a cold and wet December day When we touched the ground at JFK Snow was melting on the ground On BLS I heard the sound of an angel New York like
snowing, the wind is blowing But I can weather the storm What do I care how much it may storm? I've got my love to keep me warm I can't remember a worse December
The rain poured down the wind-swept Avenue On another dark wet December-afternoon. AII my cherished memories are of you AII my warmth and comfort stayed
The rain poured down the wind swept avenue On another dark wet December afternoon All my cherished memories are of you All my warmth and comfort stayed
She said, "I might, I think I can, alright I will." Tossed up was the digits cause the game is like splendor I said, "Sabrina yea, I met you way back in December
It was a cold and wet December day When we touched the ground at JFK Snow was melting on the ground On BLS I heard the sound Of an angel New York, like
(Rod Stewart / Chen, Savigar, Cregan, Grainger) The rain poured down the wind swept avenue On another dark wet December afternoon All my cherished memories
