Dry your eyes, mate I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up There's plenty more fish in the sea Dry your eyes, mate I know you want to
Übersetzung: The Streets. Dry Your Eyes.
through me Then her eyes must have closed for what seems an eternity When they open up she?s lookin? down at her feet Dry your eyes mate I know
: They found you in a bar hopeless and sincere And told you everything they thought you?d wanna hear They looked in your eyes and filched every prize
side Stood in the dark at his mother's bed Brushed her hair and kissed her eyes In the twilight Raney walked to the station on streets of stone Through
ain't got none to give Me and the brothers under the bridge I come home in '72 You were just a beautiul light In your mama's dark eyes of blue I stood
the wind, the rain You've got, you've got my, my love heart and soul Don't cry now No, don't cry now There, dry your eyes little baby Dry your eyes I
here All look the same... The little time I spend with you We drink each other dry Mammnnarghaassstmmetc! Speak my language! It was only yesterday My eyes touched yours across the street
with the April song With weed so strong, that knockout King Kong Hit it one good time? Your mind?s gone Your eyes get red, and your mouth goes dry Just
will crawl and our eyes fall out Time will crawl and the streets run red Time will crawl till the 21st century lose Time will crawl and our mouths run dry
: When you're weary, feeling small When tears are in your eyes I will dry them all I'm on your site, oh, When times get rough And friends just can't
church gonna take care of her-" You can't take it with you No lust, no love, no drugs, no slugs, no FBI bugs Put one right between your eyes in the center of your
ass booger hanging out of your nose Im the stink on your toes im the weed to your rose Not one of your friends but one of your foes And spittin the wicked
: When you're weary Feeling small When tears are in your eyes I will dry them all I'm on your side When times get rough And friends just can't be found
: [1st movement:] The only love my heart approaches Your tender eyes fill mind with roses I drink your wine And never will my heart dry inside Or be
. Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July And I just hit town and my throat was dry, I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew. At an old saloon on a street
. Fiona Apple) [Originally by Simon & Garfunkel] When you're weary, feeling small, When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all; I'm on your side
save yourself, the cellars cold but dry. Commodore, commodore, commodore well grab your coat, The wind'll blow out your eyes. Well this closet
