(words and music by silvana kane/adam popowitz/toby peter) hoy me desperte me cai de tus brazos al cielo me desperte hoy me desperte me cai entre flores
: I like the way your sparkling earrings lay, against your skin, it's so brown and I wanna sleep with you in the desert tonight with a billion stars
: Du kannst schreien, doch keiner wird dich horen Obwohl du meinst, du hast die Antwort Doch du kannst nichts tun als zu verlieren Depression totet jede
: (Instrumental)
: I'm not a man on a mission But a rising anger forces me to stand And count my voice defiant I'm not opposed to the process But the facts before us
: Adri mi senti da li ti devo un CD certo non era cosi che sapevo di te scusa se adesso non piango ma canto cosi Adri la tua volonta c'e e non se ne
: Restless hearts, it has been a long time, Out here on the journey, for a glimpse of paradise, It's getting hard to find a place to go, Where peaceful
: I needed more than just a kiss goodnight Had to go get something out my system I ignored the warnings, bit the fruit She might have tasted good But
: PEACEMAKER DIE, Mr. Righteous One You say you have this plan? If we care to understand PEACEMAKER DIE, Mr. Nice Guy You dare to speak the truth? I
: Well, I've got a fever A non-believer I'm in a state of grace For I am the Caesar I'm gonna seize the day Well, call of the banshee, hey hey Hey hey
: Come on baby take a ride with me I'm up from Indiana down to Tennessee Everything is cool as can be In a peaceful world People know this world is
: Oh, well it's hard to look deep into your soul. Not everything you'll find will be perfect gold. There are ghosts and demons that hide in the dark.
: Sleep is also known as i'm awake addicted to the easy life that everybody hates i wonder should i call you or just stare in space again there's always
It's company policy You've got a pension though. Roll on, Southern Pacific On your silver rails On your silver rails Roll on, Southern Pacific On your
: (Smith/Shanahan) Yesterday I saw you standing there With your hand against the pane Looking out the window At the rain And I wanted to tell you That
: Le jour se leve, et deja dans leurs tours de verre, Des hommes g-rent en detail nos vies ordinaires. Un gout de spleen envahit ma vie anonyme, Alors
