I could be chasing, but my time would be wasted. They got nothing on you, baby. Nothing on you, baby. They might say, "Hi", and I might say, "Hey". But you shouldn't worry about what they say. They go
When you've grown up my dears and are as old as I. You'll laugh and ponder on the years that roll so swiftly by Remember Toyland, Toyland, beautiful girl and boy land. While you dwell within it you
I remember all my life. Raining down as cold as ice. A shadow of a man. A face through a window. Crying in the night. The night goes into Morning, just another day. Happy people pass my way. Lo
Bài hát Memory - Barry Manilow . Midnight,. Not a sound from the pavement. Has the moon lost her memory. She is smiling alone. In the lamplight the withered leaves collect. At my feet. And the wind