I will not become hostile to the world that we live in I will not be done into the ultimate And here I am for the killing The sacrifice is on my hands
Whitehouse Lluvia de verano A veces me pregunto que ser lo que te atrae a mi, No acabo de creer que de verdad estas aqui. No existen las palabras para
As I reach my arms to you Warm summer rain, Will we never, ever breathe again? As is yours, reality Warm summer rain, Will we never, ever breathe again
Last summer was mad, remember the rain I know people complained I had something else in mind Not the sound of rain against my window pane All I could
She put a smile upon your face Every time you see her She comes running through your veins Just like summer rain Like summer rain She builds you up And
Days of burning sun Watch the colors run Into pools that catch the eye Disappear as you pass by You're my summer rain You're my summer rain And I know
Old man walking by the sea is dreaming Dreaming of the days when he was young Hand in hand, a little boy beside him Hearing about the weekends under the
Come into my life and we will walk the road together Happy with you I know I'll be Someday you'll find me so that I'll belong to you Prepare yourself
Where is the sun? The sun that used to shine on me Where has it gone? Or is it just a memory? I looked through the window Staring at the sky Waiting
Summer Rain taps at my window West wind soft as a sweet dream My love, warm as the sunshine Sitting here by me, yeah She's here by me She stepped out
Summer rain taps at my window West wind soft as a sweet dream My love warm as the sunshine Sittin' here by me, she's here by me She stepped out of the
Where are the flowers? Where are the bees? Where is the blossom that grows on the trees? Fruits of the summer ain't as ripe as they ought to be The
Old man walking by the sea is dreaming, Dreaming of the days when he was young, Hand in hand, a little boy beside him, Hearing about those weekends under
Well, I built you up To be something that you were not Something too good, something bright, Something too perfect, too right Goodnight, now you're running
Three or four miles down a red dirt road Lived a green-eyed girl, I used to go to see her I'd pull up the drive and she'd jump in And we'd head off down
When you stop seeing beauty you start growing old The lines on your face are a map to your soul When you stop taking chances you'll stay where you sit
It's time for something It's time for change Time to get things rearranged Summer heat has been getting to me And last summer's love is gone gone gone
Tus pies descalzos sobre la arena, tus ojos claros miran hacia mi, y tu figura como en un sueno entre la gente aparecio Sin pensar, la noche al fin nos