Are you weary of the lengthening days? Do you secretly wish for november's rain? And the harvest moon top reign in the sky (now that it's june) There
I drive alone, home from work And I always think of her Late at night I call her But I never say a word And I can see her squeeze the phone between her
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When I look up to the sky I see your eyes, a funny kind of yellow Rush home to bed, I soak my head I see your face underneath my pillow I wake next morning
What did it mean to fly A tremor in your soul To resist the dull existence of gravity Upward bound, trees fly Two meadows and a fields And the border
I'm alternating between heavy and light Between meaning and nonsense And having a drink I have counted all the lines on the road Between here and los
Well I lost an eye in mexico Lost two teeth where I don't know People see me comin' and they move to the other side of the road I robbed a liquor store
But I have not seen it now or ever Women descending on escalators Coupled with this but also the same thing Dolled up and spat out so many denominations
Passed out on the overpass Sunday best and broken glass Broken down from the bikes and bars Suspended like spirits over speeding cars You and me were
Baby will you be my corona and lime. And I will be your main squeeze. And if your brother don't like my style. We could take it to the street. We could
Sotto il tiglio la nella landa, la dov'era il nostro letto, voi che passate potete vedere come rompemmo fiori ed erba. Davanti al bosco cantava l'usignolo
Key lime Infatuation that shouldn't exist. Key lime Pie. Indulge and I am in your debt. Key lime pie. Inspire me with foolish love. Key lime pie, your
Big straw hat, banana drink I can't remember what it is I think And my, my, my - my key lime pie Ocean breeze, tire swing Coconut fall if you shake that
I wish that I could keep you in my pocket, So I could play with you all the time, Wrap you up in a little blanket, Chocolate, Raspberry, Lemon and Lime
The shoulder that I leaned on was carved out of stone But when I'm done freezing I want to be alone Never want my hand cut off Never want a hacking cough
(Gouldman) Mr Brown: Lemon and lime Turn of the time Or five for a couple of bob. Good for a cold You'll never grow old For wheezing there just the job
Перевод: AFI. Key Lime Pie.
Перевод: AFI. Основные пирог Лайм (Vinyl Only).