you say Cause it sounds so good but if you really want me, move it slow There's things about me, you just have to know Sometimes I run (Sometimes) Sometimes I hide Sometimes
Übersetzung: Reach The Sky. Manchmal The Things You Say.
Übersetzung: Reach The Sky. Manchmal.
you Sometimes I run Sometimes I hide Sometimes I'm scared of you But all I really want is to hold you tight Treat you right, be with you day and night Sometimes I run Sometimes
How can it seem so right when nothing's made any sense at all and now you can't take it back. Think of what you've said to me. I'm wondering now what
baby needs a sheperd She?s lost out on the hill My baby needs an angel She never learned to fly She?ll not reach sanctuary Just by looking to the sky
not to drown in hate, love and war united sometimes, our hearts broke into many pieces. So when I look back at this time, a golden line up in the sky
plane, Race a train, Travel through the galaxies, And make the stars spell out your name, I feel like I can climb the highest mountain, And reach up into the sky
Fused to the sky and became one so true? [Chorus: Isam B.] I know it seems? Like just a dream? I try to reach but someone?s got to believe Sometimes
sure one day you'll change your luck The goals that you wanna reach There not hard to achieve Just believe, you will see You can be what you wanna be Sometimes
telling her to go outdoors He should have been here by this time He said that he'd be here by nine That guy is such a prick sometimes I don't know why
mercy's face Pressed against the veil Looking down with longing eyes Mercy must have realized That once His blood was sacrificed Freedom would prevail And as the sky
sun can only shine so bright in the auburn sky And you will never be abandoned I will never leave you stranded I would die to find a way to reach you...
the end of the dream It comes too soon, in this lonely room Till I leave this world, always know that Chorus: I will surrender my heart to the sky Oh
it's all G Ay ay ay ay it's all G It's all G Even though I'm wanted dead or alive By the jackers and the robbers and paramour guys I keep my head to the sky
We're not from the sixties And it's Sarah with an h And, oh, sometimes The way you read things The way you see things The way you reach things Hurts
