[Brian:] How come I was the last to know Took the stage then you stole the show Another unsuspecting sunday afternoon I was captured by that stare
Salvador The afternoon sunlight Is folding around us The dishes are done The buildings here Tall as our mountains Slice through the windows And cut off
Yeah, on the remix to up Sunday afternoon, yo DOA, bring it to me, baby Well, well, well Listen to me, baby I Bright and early Sunday morning I go to
I swear it feels just like The clocks slow down for a while And the air tastes sweeter and breathing gets deeper As the clouds dance around the sunshine
Come on over here It's all right over here In the silent, empty places It's shining in the shadows It's all right over here It's okay over here Up in
The last time I saw them I wanted to die Our baby reached to kiss me and said daddy please don't cry I must go home with mommie cause the man said for
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I can think of better days As I look into your eyes And I feel that in a way I know that you?ll be alright And he walks for a mile It?s his style Baby
In an though you wont be perfect you wont be pure And monday asking you Why did you, how could you play me for such a fool Oh theres no simple answer
On the black Sunday afternoon sun is pale like the moon When you look to the sky, holy, holy why All fades into blue on the black Sunday afternoon No
How come I was the last to know You took the stage then you stole the show Another unsuspecting Sunday afternoon I was captured by that stare Now I'm
It's a choice to stay It's a dream yeah and I wanna wake You have blood on your hands and I'm feeling faint And honey yeah, you can't decide I'm a drug
The temperature is rising from the heat I feel desire burning in the street Uh I?m missing you, you said you love me too Uh honey, where are you? Under
This sunny second in the late afternoon December has a nice closely gloom The clock's ticking while the wind keeps blowing It's four to five The warm
Dream on (Dream on, dream on...) Dream another way 'cause I know (I know, I know...) When the wind blows your name ...It's a shame... Things are strange
MICKEY NO KIDS OUT ON THE STREET TODAY. YOU COULD BE LIVING ON SHE MOON. MAYBE EVERYBODY'S PACKED THEIR BAGS AND MOVED AWAY GONNA BEA LONG. LONG
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