Advice for the young at heart Soon we will be older When we're gonna make it work? Too many people living in a secret world While they play mothers and
I reached out my arms and I touched you With soft words I whispered your name I had your love on the tip of my fingers But that was as close as I came
that hip-hoppers all over will be stung [CHORUS] (How was the rhyme brung?) Frum the tip of my tung [7X] (How was the rhyme brung?) Frum among the tip
Just feelin' things out for real, ya know? Just wanna do me for real, ya know? No reason to make it complicated for feelin' agitated You love it or you
Sitting in a transit all night long Playing clubs and rocking right on The road's much too long since I've been wasting my time Wish I was home again
He was a poor boy, raised in a small family He kinda had a craving for somethin' no one else could see They say that he was crazy, the kind that no lady
Sometimes words stay on the tip of my tongue, yes they do There?s an easy way but hard to let them out, yes there is Sometimes words stay on the tip of my tongue, (tip
Sous mes pieds mes semelles se derobent On voit le jour a travers ma robe Mon corsage est tout rapiece Et mes effets tres fatigues Qu'import ce qu'on
Paso la vida girando, girando y ya no se ni en que vuelta ando, ni en que momento saliste volando, mi unico amor. Todos me dicen que estas muy lejos,
I've got this special kind of something, mmm Somebody said that I wouldn't make it big Somebody said I would be the kid To go all the way, to go all
I've traveled high, I traveled low And there was no place that I didn't go Looking for this kind of happy with you I had a love, it wasn't right And
Uno de mi calle me ha dicho que tiene un amigo que dice, conocer a un tipo que un dia fue feliz. Y me han dicho que dicen, que dijo que se tropezo en
I can see my life stretching out before me And it isn't really mine There's so much that I have yet to experience There's not much time left I don't
You and me got a stupid kind of love Stupid in every way The only thing we agree on is that we disagree How can two people see so many things so differently
I reached out my arms and I touched you With soft words I whispered your name I held you right on the tip of my fingers But that was as close as I came
I reached out my hand and I touched you with soft words I whispered your name I had you right on the tip of my fingers but that was as close as I came
I reached out my arms and I touched you with soft words I whispered your name I held you right on the tip of my fingers but that was as close as I came
On the way home This car hears my confession I think, tonight I'll take the long way In this weather The wind outside is biting It's left me feeling tired