: This love is like a raging lion It's a heart of gold That's given you a place to go. You try so hard to make it on your own You've got to understand
A 100 years of toil and pain To pull a stone upright again Uproot from its mountain home Taken to this sacred circle Is there a secret in the stone?
This love is like a raging lion It's a heart of gold That's given you a place to go. You try so hard to make it on your own You've got to understand I
Übersetzung: Wedding, die. Zurück.
[Japan-only bonus track] [Bruce Dickinson / Adrian Smith] A 100 years of toil and pain To pull a stone upright again Uproot from its mountain home Taken
This love is like a raging lion It's a heart of gold That's given you a place to go. You try so hard to make it on your own You've got to understand
shine Maybe she's there, maby she's looking for me Last night I dreamed I made the call I swore to return to stay forevermore Once again we stood on the wedding
was spoken, then broken- we're hoping arms are open A wedding rings surrendering, and dying pretty is living well Just press stop Take it out, turn it off- return
Save through another day Oh, oh, oh it's my wedding day, oh, oh, oh Wedding Day - All Night We Gonna Burn Wedding Day - The Day Of No Return It's My Wedding
I'm nothing like my pops I see my woman twice a year And one day I'll bring her and my kid up here You see that picture there That's our wedding she was
without love, that waft in the wind that no one listens to with attention, but oh my love there are other words which sound to the heart like notes of the wedding
, reminds me Did you get my card? Did you read my love letter? Did it touch your heart When you read my love letter? Cocktails, happy hours, wedding
to fill the air The blushing bride that gave me such a free and eager kiss Two loving arms around me as you offered a wedding-blitz We'd said that we'd return
good time On our paid vacation Our usual summer paradise A souvenir of macadamia nuts Our hawaiian dream A hawaiian wedding At a church of course And
Japanese He took me through the portal - I did not want to go It seemed a celebration Was prepared to meet me there This is the place of no return I want
to Glasters, that's all The next time was '89 with the raggle-taggle band We were jammin' jigs and reels in a backstage transit van I wore a wedding
