In my memory, I can still see that face In my memory, I can still hear the voice I remember talking with you, the stories I could tell In my memory, I
my mind my eyes are like to fading ravens on a snowfilled sky my features are as dying and fading as the rivers of love This is the pain called sorrow
Перевод: Call. Память.
Перевод: Ophthalamia. This Is The Pain Вызывается Sorrow / На память обо мне.
In my memory I can still see that face In my memory I can still hear the voice I remember talkin' with you The stories I could tell In my memory, I remember
years The memory lingers on With my heart in your hand Ohmy heart in your hand Should I fall beside the road Everlasting wandering soul And the memory
fun And it makes me feel so fine I can’t control my brain hip hip hip hip When you’re on a golden sea You don’t need no memory Just a place to call
While takin' a sleigh ride. Magic, moments, Memories we've been sharin', Magic, moments, When two hearts are carin' . . . Time can't erase the memory
If we were our obsessions If we were our afflictions i'd be joining you We need reflection we need a really good memory feel free to call me a little
flew away When you touched my face When you call my name I'm burned with desire When you touched my face When you call my name I'm burned with desire
and I will always be rite here for you [ chorus ] tell me are you still down for a girl like me cuz I dont wanna be just another memory 2x [ T.I ] eh
realm against the invading armada." [Lana Lane] Times are dark now, our empire's gone astray Forces from down south, armada on the way So we call our
Carrying me to a place unknown But a memory... I remember all the love they gave me In this fluid world we call our home But a memory... [Chorus:] Beneath
I'll get laid Not sure if I'll fail or pass Kissed every girl in class Everybody would waste it all To have a summer that they could call Memory thats
coolest walk that you know Cause in a month or two she'll call you You gotta hang up the phone I hope she knows I've got this memory That won't ever
own Yeah your memory that punches me has broken the bone Give me recipes for sorry I'm admitting I'm wrong Still your memory that punches me has broken
