: La mia generazione conta gli attimi Non e' che io la voglia rappresentare E non ne avrei neanche comunque il tempo Perche' mi serve tutto per contare
Invisible, but you can see it I want to show you, let me show you In your car, in my room Wherever we go, we bring our tune This song was made for us,
I love you The sunlight smiles, faithful everyday for you No one can come close to the joy you bring to me Whispers like a summer breeze to put my mind
You tell your friends you're just well built but maybe you're fat. Have you thought about that? You've got to bite that food, got to bite that food You
Wouldn't you like to see me fail See myself and then turn tail Lose all my drive and the music goes stale But let me warn you I'm very careful In fact
I wear my leather jacket like a great big hug Radiating charm - a living cloak of luck It's the only concrete link with an absent friend It's a symbol
Want to stop the crying, want to stop the crying She's lying there dying How can I live when you see what I've done? How can I live when you see what
I'd look at you, and perhaps you'll smile at me Loving my kaleidoscope world The stars and planets just glide on by Cold and patient like white gods'
I sit here and wonder I wonder what's out there I wonder what's out there? I hope they can hear me (3x) Chorus I'm making plans for the great escape The
Stay in bed till much too late Scanning situations vacant The face in the mirror looks withered and old My skin is grey - I can't go out - I'm always
Satin doll Satin doll Satin doll Satin doll She was just my little satin doll I met her down by the blossom tree She has beauty like the moon far beyond
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We wander lost forgotten hills Blue sky, green grass, we are still The mists enfold us gently smelling Breeze in our ears softly telling of the days of
I've been searching for the hidden bay well it's a long long way, the hidden bay My baby's bathing in the hidden bay well she bathes all day in the month
Tell me a story, tell me a story, let me drift Tell me a story, tell me a story, let me drift Make me think I'm not really in this place Let your words
I've got chills. they're multiplyin'. Strange vibrations in my head And I can feel disintegration Like flies livin' in my bed Ow There were three dots
Light another cigarette And maybe by the end of it you'll have changed Make a mental note to self To dig a deeper wishing well next year Still, you are
CHILLS WRITERS GERRY GOFFIN, JACK KELLER (chilly, chilly, wah-wah-wah-wah) (chilly, chilly, wah-wah-wah-wah) Chills, runnin' up and down my spine Well
