: time for bed sleepyhead you've got a big day tomorrow tell the stories to me some other time get some rest and I'll do my best to shoulder the sorrow
: lost the number lost your mind in the dark biding time same old story winter solstice once again irony - familiar friend same old story Sarah don'
: Have you any idea how beautiful you are... That in a million years I could not love you more Like the sun can only shine so bright in the auburn sky
: She pulls her favorite sweatshirt Over a head full of dreams 22 years of living in an army bag on a stranger's front seat She's going to Sioux Falls
: say you'll hold me ever near Emanuel I feel you and I know that I am not alone When the tide is angry let the billows roll I know that there is peace
: fifty thousand miles and a thousand more to go and I'm feeling more lost with each step I take alone and I'm wearing out faith like a pair of old
: drive away the cold from this winter soul and renew your spirit in me let the rain fall sweet from your mercy seat and remind me that you never will
: looks like rain fell off the horse again and I curse the selfish pride that came before feels like rain this melancholy mood I'm in as I watch the
: When a wall surrounds... you always make a way When the ocean drowns... you come walking on the waves When I kick and scream on the bedroom floor and
: Are you thirsty Standing in the rain? Not sure where you are Or how you lost your way? Are you drowning In some bar outside of town? Searching
: I was blind now I see chained to fear, now I'm free I was blind now I see I wrote the book on apathy but now I care about something I care about something
: she is the poster child for the faceless and she'll go down in history as forgettable and she'd love it if she could fly but it doesn't work that way
: it's in the way the moon smiles on the water twenty past midnight on a Tuesday it's the magic of the silence falling on the scene standing by a river
Saturday summers, when I was a kid We'd run to the schoolyard and here's what we did We'd pick out the captains and we'd choose up the teams It was always
(Willy Welch) Saturday summers, when I was a kid We'd run to the schoolyard and here's what we did We'd pick out the captains and we'd choose up the
Übersetzung: Lu Di Paula. Off Das Gebiet.
Übersetzung: Peter, Paul \u0026amp; Mary. Right Field.
