me away, high above the naked trees I want to fly, a night bird in the autumn sky Carry me away, high above the... Carry me away, high above the...
Water collects on my eyelashes And I am screaming my fears to the charcoal grey above And I'll dig all the sand dollars and seashells for myself Your
Перевод: In Grey. Выше.
Перевод: Spill Canvas. Темно-серый выше.
m pushing hard Yeah I'm coming! I'm so lonely, I'm so blue, if you truly wanna I'll come to you Behind a thin line Above the grey sky [Leads: Roope &
, until you shine. High; running wild among all the stars above. Sometimes it's hard to believe you remember me. Will you be my shoulder when I'm grey
don't owe nothing to me, But to walk away I have no capacity He walks away, The sun goes down, He takes the day but I'm grown, And in this grey,
here to kill you, won't leave until you've died Murder born of vengeance, I closed my brothers eyes tonight... Its cold tonight as the clouds turn grey
of the angels And say the last goodbye Cold light above us Hope fills the heart And fades away Skin white as winter As the sky returns to grey
I sit and wait Does an angel contemplate my fate ? And do they know The places where we go When we're grey and old ? 'Cos I've been told That salvation
get away Plastic bag image Is over now it's over now The color fading is all the way to grey We are strong but we're dumb We look above Trusting the
[Intro/Chorus: Flo Rida] She had Hennessy hips, and Belve' eyes Grey Goose on her lips, and cognac thighs I'm hungover (hungover) from Ms. Hangover (Hangover
clouds my eyes The dark the dark Shades of my day I live inside this place Locked up inside my little cage Always tense and filled with rage Above the
I sit and wait Does an angel contemplate my fate And do they know The places where we go When we're grey and old 'Cause I've been told That salvation
the rainstorms ever end, Still I feel my... path narrow, I run again, See happyness is gone again, And then you see 'em, Grey clouds up above man, Metaphor
Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey I ache in the places where I used to play And Im crazy for love but Im not coming on Im just paying my
lim Cause your boy jus stay above the game They tryna tag em, spray a brotha frame But your shots can't reach me I'm way above your aim Go 'head nigga
of three Confident lad , he was too brash When tried to rise above the natural decree: Lode scobs for sound scapes Leaden blobs for mellow grapes Grey
