's just like a wild rose The storm's coming slow She'll love me and go She's just like a wild rose, oh oh She's just like a wild rose, oh yes
Übersetzung: Kingdom Come. Just Like A Wild Rose.
I never knew, I never knew I'd see so much and yet be blind The storm's coming slow She'll love me and go She's just like a wild rose Electric touch
arms I never knew, I never knew I'd see so much and yet be blind The storm's coming slow She'll love me and go She's just like a wild rose Electric
stealin' them away.. The fruit of the wild rose Hangs here with summer gone Voluptuous crimson As the days become colder The fruit of the wild rose In a
the wild roses grow And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief As I kissed her goodbye, I said, "All beauty must die" And lent down and planted a rose
everybody to the wild, wild west A state that's untouchable like Elliot Ness The track hits ya eardrum, like a slug to ya chest Pack a vest for your
: (by Bruce Springsteen) Last night I dreamed that I was a child Out where the pines grow wild and tall I was trying to make it home through the forest
would say... "Promise me , when you see, a white rose you'll think of me I love you so, Never let go, I will be your ghost of a rose..." Her eyes believed
Are right straight up, I took a rose from the hand of a child. When I kiss your lips, The honey drips, I'm gonna have to put you down for a while. Every
walk beside fountains, Catch the wild fishes that float through the stream, Time passes slowly when you're lost in a dream. Once I had a sweetheart,
to play when your feeling blue That faded rose that's all dried out Those Bukowski poems we couldn't live without Your high school picture when you had wild
a wreath He had a broad face and a little round belly That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old
and undone My ship Liberty sailed away On a bloody red horizon The groundskeeper opened the gates And let the wild dogs run [Instrumental] Alone I limp through town A
and said anybody wanna go on up to Greasy Lake It's about a mile down on the dark side of Route 88 I got a bottle of rose so let's try it We'll pick up
: Last night I dreamed that I was a child Out where the pines grow wild and tall I was trying to make it home through the forest Before the darkness
into smithereens I be a bright red rose come bursting the concrete Be the cartoon heart Light a fire, light a spark Light a fire, a flame in my heart We'll run wild
Pete Rose I suppose you wanna get wild and throw blows, you chose to get you nose your broke, in a thick cloud of smoke You're like a fat joint, I'm takin