Chicago - Color my world
Tekst :
As time goes on I realizeJust what you mean to me
And now, now that you re near
Promise your love
That I ve waited to share
And dreams of our moments together
Color my world with hope of loving you
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Shoulda thought of that
I heard your voice on the phone,
I heard everything you said
You can t hurt me anymore
Scratching your name off of the wall
(Just so you know)
I wash my hands, clean off it all
Love in the past happened so fast
Now there s no chance, such bitterness can take its...
I heard everything you said
You can t hurt me anymore
Scratching your name off of the wall
(Just so you know)
I wash my hands, clean off it all
Love in the past happened so fast
Now there s no chance, such bitterness can take its...
Lord of flies
Above the earth swarm thousands
On the ground they run by the sign of the sun
In the wastes summons a voice
A voice of destruction, the calls for starvation
Abomination towards teh sun
Now there is nowhere to run
Foul and cursed
A home of ugliness, torture and pain
Take me there
The horror that hides behind this...
On the ground they run by the sign of the sun
In the wastes summons a voice
A voice of destruction, the calls for starvation
Abomination towards teh sun
Now there is nowhere to run
Foul and cursed
A home of ugliness, torture and pain
Take me there
The horror that hides behind this...
The same love that made me laugh
Come on now, I m the one you love
I m the one you can t breathe without remember
Why you wanna make me cry like this?
Why is you wanna make me cry?
Why me?
Your love is like a chunk of gold
Hard to gain, hard to hold
Like a rose that s soft to...
I m the one you can t breathe without remember
Why you wanna make me cry like this?
Why is you wanna make me cry?
Why me?
Your love is like a chunk of gold
Hard to gain, hard to hold
Like a rose that s soft to...
The highland clearances
Ah, for the glens are lyin bare,
And the wee bit farm deserted,
And the woods of Germany,
Grows in rows o er the broken hearted.
Black is the wood on the roofance was braw
But blacker still is your heart, Victoria,
And the wee bit farm deserted,
And the woods of Germany,
Grows in rows o er the broken hearted.
Black is the wood on the roofance was braw
But blacker still is your heart, Victoria,
Life
Life, life will never be
Life will never be
The same
Time is gettin cold
What is going on?
What is on your mind
Are your feelings gone?
Need to see it clear
Where do we go?
Why are you doing things
All the things you do
Life will never be
The same
Time is gettin cold
What is going on?
What is on your mind
Are your feelings gone?
Need to see it clear
Where do we go?
Why are you doing things
All the things you do