Walking in the rainy season We'll go slipping on the leaves Walking in the rainy season Come on child Walking in the rainy season Yes, [Incomprehensible] Walking in the rainy season
Traducció: Marc Cohn. La temporada de pluges.
Baby King Baby King You got to get ready for a baby king You might dance daddy You might sing But you never seen nothin? like a baby king It was
Don't talk to her when shooting stars are falling Don't talk to her when she can smell the jasmine in the air Don't talk to her when no one knows you
I can see you with the top down In that car you keep under the eaves I can see the ocean wind blow Through your hair And all along your sleeves I see
Dogs are barking and she?s so high She?s never coming down Don?t wanna pull the shade tonight I think I wanna drown I?m sending out a message Or could
My father was a working man But his work was never done He stood behind a counter And he smiled at everyone He bought himself a business Worked
Lately he can feel it Turning off inside his heart She?s calling him from the car phone And she?s falling apart Now he could call in her prescription
older today Than I?ve ever seen you I think I know the reason We might wash all our tears away But you got to bundle up baby For the rainy season
I?m writing you this letter from some old hotel I can feel the distance between us From the Spanish Steps to the Liberty Bell I know the angels have
She runs down the staircase And into the yard And she goes down to the end of the drive With her friends on the phone And her angels on guard She's just
Don?t know much about you Don?t know who you are We?ve been doing fine without you But, we could only go so far Don?t know why you chose us Were you
Well, I had just checked in when the sun came up After ten hours on the bus I was staring at the stains on the ceiling, baby Trying not to think about
look older today Than I?ve ever seen you I think I know the reason We might wash all our tears away But you got to bundle up baby For the rainy season
