way of the ocean Touch my heart like fire (Fear the oceans way) I cannot control you You have deeper layers The way of the ocean~ (Fear the oceans way) It's
Übersetzung: Leaves 'Eyes. Ocean 's Way: Kapitel III.
When the storm's coming through When the morning dawns bright I admire the silveri- ness inside you I look into this mirror Ocean's way The way of the ocean It's
to broken down slums and trash-can alleys And yer sky cries water and yer drain pipe's a-pourin' And the lightnin's a-flashing and the thunder's a-crashin
gettin' empty, Lord, your highway's gettin' filled. And your streets are gettin' empty And your highway's gettin' filled. Well, the way I love that woman, I swear it's
watch four season's change Chorus: In comes the winter breeze That chills the air and drifts the snow And I imagine kissing you under the mistletoe When springtime makes its way
proud of someday soon (there's no need to look anywhere else) If you just listen close enough You can make out the truth It's right there inside your head That's
: Open hearted as a heart can be 'Cause we all a ruin like broken leaves I give you me in oceans of tears up to my knees Stitched together like pants
streaked windowpane, the scene's bleak Another train leavin' home, conceding defeat with a low moan Hangin' in A sky, made of stone Everybody's leavin
away i need so much more from you nurse me in sickness and in health you can stand me on the burning bridge it's head on love, leave me no way out take
he tried to delete. New school, new city, reason justified his leaving, he couldn't leave his guilt seeing his mother's spirit beaten, she was bleeding, eyes
that distant star, all those things those crazy things I do, well i turn to look but it's way to late, this plan has long been under way, all those things
One of them carried the breath of God Tucked way back in his bill I know it was the breath of God It's the same as the secret of life He's carrying it
Feelin' good Damn Do you dig it? That's the way You do it Damn You know You give it good You got my tongue It's so tied My eyes Are open wide And my
I'll never lose it, never lose the will to love, Never lose the will. It's like something from up above. Baby, if I see boredom in your eyes I'll know
Waitin for the kickoff, waitin for attack Who gives a fuck?? Bring your posse! Cause in the 90's, Lyte is goin kamikaze Inside -- there's no flipside Outside there's
