had before You're not mine and I know it But that night I couldn't hold it in Because I feel just right When you're standing next to me When you're
Перевод: Утренний свет. Вы не мои.
your hands were in mine I'd be sure we'd not sever Oh, the priests and the friars They approach me in dread For I love you still My wife, and you're
doorman is a friend of mine So I raise a glass to you, the foot is on the other shoe You can pay the bill and while you're at it pick up mine Oh, no
And I'm gonna tell the whole world that you're mine. Just please understand, when I see you clap your hands If you stick around I'm sure that you'll be
I can feel the eyes of your despair Even where you're not here I can feel your pain within myself It's still keeping me down here Life keeps on growing
are the thing Life has no meaning and money is king Then he looked at me slowely and Hen had to grin He said Man you out early we thought you got ten
And dug for him a shallow grave and laid his body down Half a mile from Tucson, by the morning light One man gone and another to go My old buddy you're
you every night heart cries out to hold you tight You walked in times were blue nothing baby I won't do chorus: for the love of you-ooh for the love of you
-I'm thinking of you) (You got me thinking) Ah, you're here, ah, I'm there (You got me thinking) Ah, you're here, ah, I'm there (You got me thinking) Ah, you're
new song? We're still smilin' as the day goes by And how come nobody ever knows the reasons why? Bury you deep so far that you can't see If you're like
soul You inhabit my heart... Oh...loving you was easy Into your radiance I fell Oh...now you will run freely Into the light you love so well I cannot go where you're
'm not one, well, I'm a hundred then I'm a hundred mother loving stars You're no lights, you're an undercover car I'm an ambulance and a fire truck And some strobe lights
And I'm gonna tell the whole world that you're mine Just please understand when I see you clapped your hands If you stick around I'm sure that you'll
I'm drinking Maybe I've stopped over thinking Baby you're the words and chapters The sweetness in the morning after You are the cry that turns to laughter You're
the roof It's not how it should be Easy like a bird I ride the breeze My mind is falling You're so ordinary You're my sanctuary in the morning, darling
