got to know how I feel It's my Achilles heel, feeling lonely Things never change, but they weaken And I can't be, green memory I've got to feel your smile I feel
Übersetzung: Small Faces. Feeling Lonely.
with no feelings TEARDROPS AND CLOSED CASKETS [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone [Pac] Teardrops and closed caskets Bury you dead and look ahead A man with no feelings
gets so high And thinks that she can fly She will fall out of the sky But in the face of misery She found hopefulness Feeling better She had weathered
the books Help me to face what lies ahead? The trees are so much taller And I feel so much smaller. The moon is twice as lonely And the stars are half
then invisible but for now i'll be the shell on the beach and on the willow tree im the smallest leaf im a grain on sand sittin in the park a lonely
I had for breakfast wasn't bad, So I had one more for dessert. Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes And found my cleanest dirty shirt. Then I washed my face
for dessert then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt it's the one I'm wearin' and I shaved my face
I had for breakfast wasn't bad So I had one more for desert Then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes And found my cleanest dirty shirt Then I washed my face
axis of the wheel of life To get the feel of life... From jazz and cocktails. The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces With distant gay traces
in my solitude But halfway home I changed my tune And when I saw my lonely room The mirror caught my eye When I sit down I cry Big lie, small world Big lie, small
outlaw You're in outlaw running from love I'm from the Lone Star State I'm ready to bring you in (Oh..) I'm gonna see your face make you pay for all
all One last chance - The final call One lone voice In the midst of silence One lone voice In an empty hall One small light On the dark horizon One lone
may places Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life To get the feel of life From jazz and cocktails The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces
her Yeah! Yeah! (Crunck it out Luda) [Ludacris] She had a coke bottle shack really big booty small waist I feel a little yozzy cause I really wanna see her face
town A lonely spinster prays For a handsome lover and a passionate embrace And kisses all over, all over All over her American face It's all over, it
coming apart at the seams But at least I am free Sometimes I feel like I don?t want to try But I?m too lonely to die A unique specialty Filled with
