Touched, you say that I am too So much of what you say is true I'll never find someone quite like you again I'll never find someone quite like you, like
touched you say that i am too so much of what you say is true i'll never find someone quite like you again i'll never find someone quite like you
: Vast forests with evergreen trees Foggy hills the eye can see The wind sweeps through a valley That lies by the deep blue see A village from another
Fiery woods and golden trees are glittering beneath clear sky. Silver mist at every morning and lonely ravens scream up high. Beholding the great vast
light In this place Is really bad Like being In the bottom Of a stream Any minute now I'm expecting To wake up From a dream Miss so much The softest touch
the feeling history forgotten tends to repeat, so some nights before sleep, he writes to keep it in his sights, and when it's close enough to touch, he
her commanding word She sweeps mankind from the face of the earth A damp air surround what's left A faint touch of decay A vast wreck yard is all that
when you are not Touch the surface, cold and smooth You see me as I touch you... The borderline between me and you Is a vast prison for both of us two
master. This is hell - the everblack spheres - they have opened. This is god's downfall - I have the keys - to inferno ungenesis. Thus touch the infernal
soiled myself with my designs I am ashamed of my brain The enemy is me and the executioner terror Music is a reflection of our inner self unfiltered agony touches
as the sun was rising in the mist We were all alone we didn't need much more So fast this expidition So vast this heavy load With a touch of luck and
Neil Pert of the band, Rush. "I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon. City and sky become one, merging into a single plane, a vast sea
get much further Just as the sun was rising in the mist We were all alone, we didn't need much more So fast this expedition, so vast this heavy load With a touch
concentrate on our spiritual plate. Recognize your existence in this vast blue space From a tiny cloud of blood To the human beings with taste, sight, touch
before the Will Smith's And the limelights of Cuba Gooding Lost in the cosmos, explodin' through a quasar Be duckin' pulsars, organic stay still be the Gods Tony Touch, Tony Touch
him, Big boys, aint small man, they tall and, Ugly, want to cut me come join and join the monsters ball man. Verse 2 a?? Pressure These are the last of days, a vast
grab my flapping dress And the global winds rush past me Shouting this is happiness A quick fling to the global edge That spans the vast expanse To