It's a combination of the way you love me and the simple things you say that always take my breath away. Are you a girl or goddess you might stand humble
You got me thinking Of things I used to do with you And now I have to try The things I do to carry through Days pass me by You tear my soul and leave
Tempting life Won't come and beg for the last time It's already ours we just came here to claim it And we are not paying a dime In the street you'll find
She left Ohio, bound for NYC She broke her ties, she lost touch with me That place wasn't big enough for a girl with her kind of dream Thumbed across
(steve benson) Producer for bonnie: steve benson Oh I was so in love - then you broke my heart I'll never understand - the rules of love You said to
The fire breathes, the fire breathes It grows and grows and seems to have no end The fire breathes, the fire feeds Search and search, consuming everything
Angels fall to earth World heats down, cool Now your heart is cold Waiting on the summer Of my soul Of my soul Of my soul Of my soul Devil-girl you
We flow with bitter words, sharp our teeth We bite off our own tongues We trample any trace of your divinity's hope We'll sacrifice our young With our
You say today was not so easy Pressure tends to get the best of you Mmm well don't let them break your spirit Keep the faith and you will come on through
Ooh yeah, there you were Standin' outside the door Years since I told you I Couldn't go on this way no more Had no explanation F-r-u-s-tration Thought
It's all a matter of soul and fire Infatuation or true desire The thrill of discovery, divine intervention Cruel, cruel change, pain of rejection As
, suena el timbal ra ca ca ca tan tan cuerpo chamboneando,, ra pa pa pa pan..pan Al alma por que esta pendia la azotea Fuego a la jijotea pa que suelte a dorotea El fuego
y encontrar, La luz del sol que quema y fortalecera Mi alma cansada para mantenerla en pie, Quiero ser mi juez en este cruel destino, Y nuevamente ver. El fuego
futuro muere aqui donde todos luchan por nada siento mi alma que se apaga y se une a las nubes como humo el fuego carbonizo la confianza que perdimos
que han perdido codicia cruel, la ignorancia marcA· la piel del nativo Lucharon por una causa que el hombre supo olvidar El fuego de sus almas no se
elevo millones de veces; Sólo el amor de algunos florece al verme Gritando sin sentir miedo a nada, Siempre seré termómetro de este infierno. Fuego
[Nelly Furtado :] Aire, viento y en mi Alma El fuego se ahoga Y solo queda el frio sin destino y a paso muy lento Llevo debil el peso de un tormento [
Es la tarde de Agosto, el sol remata. El dia castigando, con fuego abrasa. En los campos amarillos no queda un alma, todos han ido a la plaza. Y el sol