Übersetzung: Hermans Hermits. Kleiner Tip.
I close my eyes to go to sleep Intoxicating melodies are taking me Over before it's that time I feel my heart begin to race, trying to move to second
I don't know where I'm going when I leave this place I just know that I'm leaving with a big smile on my face It's hard to imagine this thing ever turning
You wanna you wanna you wanna roll with us Cause we're the next big thing and you know it But there's a group of kid out there That say that they don
Calling, call every bond through a world that's stalling my impression. obsession, they'll always call, objection to the life that I live, and the questions
It's been so long since I saw you last but it was hard to remember all the things but that's between us and how I thought that if I didn't give enough
gets too much control we put our trust in you now what have you got to show? rockin' the van rockin' the van we don't need no plan rockin' the van you
Listen to my message everyone You?ve got to raise up your voice in song And if we all join hands together We can change this world for the better (for
There's a place I go when the gleaming lights get low And I grab a hold of the microphone Like a drug rush through my veins I can't escape it Do you
She wakes when the city goes to sleep Stalking you on those city streets Never turns her back on you She watches everything you do The company she gives
The moon is high in the sky tonight And i can't put up much of a fight It's coming over me with such intensity That I can hardly believe what's happening
You try to bring me down I get around you every time I assess the situation wonder if you're worth m time You try to pull me in but no I won't go Sometimes
The wind on my face feels inviting like the story of some moving out of my mouth and my lips the receiver picks my voice up out of the crowd and the
: Sweet sins scars my horizon. Got nothing to expect in this emotional unstable time. Looking forward there is a meanningless life to go. Path of sorrow
: Words and music by Randy Meisner, Glenn Frey and Don Henley He was a poor boy, raised in a small family He kinda had a craving for somethin' no one
: Well it starts as a joke Like a stick in your spokes Or removing the bolt of the brakes Then the bicycle flips Crushing ribs smashing hips And he
: Stayed out about 2 hours too late and now it's hard gettin' out of this bed Man my boyfriend was a pain in the butt last night And now he's an ache
: Hah, yea B T R, huh huh [Verse 1] Here I am There you are Why does it seem so far Next to you is where I should be (where I wanna be) Something I
