проклятый дождь. Мой нежный мальчик ты прости меня за эту дрожь. И пусть сквозь слезы прошептала тихое прощай. Не забывай Не забывай Знаешь ли ты
для своих Мы любим рэп и дурь словно Саипрез Хил. Всегда за книжным шкафом Шишка пушистая как стрижка афро. Пламя пылает красные глаза-всем Невыветриваемый сладкий туман. Ты знаешь
и опыты крови. И ее изумрудные брови Колосятся под знаком луны. Припев: Ты узнаешь ее из тысячи. Ее образ на сердце высечен. Ты узнаешь ее из тысячи
"Hey, do you know me, I'm a beggar on the street. I know I'm good for something, if only for one thing; Maybe to remind you that you have all you need
Oh yeah If I could see beyond the step before me, beyond my doubts and fears If I could just feel your hand in my hand, see with my eyes you're here Maybe
You never woke up beside a stranger But you never spent the night alone In your jacket is a flask of Southern Comfort In your pocket you got a comb I
Only you know and I know All the loving we've got to show So don't refuse to believe it By reading too many meanings 'Cause you know that I mean what
[ trumpet ] Now the morning sun streaks across my room And I'm wakened up from another dream of you Yes I'm on the road once again it seems All I've left
When the morning sun streaks across my room And I'm wakened up from another dream of you Yes I'm on the road once again it seems All I leave behind is
I know you You were too short You had bad skin You couldn't talk to them very well Words didn't seem to work They lied when they came out of your mouth
(Mike Settle) When the mornin' sun Streaks across my room And I'm wakin' up From another dream of you Yes, you know I'm on the road Once again it
Said the cloud to the sun, "Today's no time to shine" (Didn't you know she's gone?) Said the rain to the moon, "You're not needed tonight" (Didn't you
I know you through and through Saw you kiss the flowers For hours and hours Saw you colour the flowers For hours and hours You and all the ones I've
When The Morning Sun Streaks Across My Room And I'm Waken Up From Another Dream Of You When I'm On The Road, Once Again It Seems All that's Left Behind
But you know I love you oh I love you When the morning sun streaks across my room And I'm wakened up from another dream of you Yes I'm on the road once
When the morning sun streaks across my room And I'm wakened up from another dream of you Yes I'm on the road once again it seems All that's left behind
Don't know many things in my life Which seem to be unreal But one certain vision controls My mind for several years It leads my thoughts every day It