When Will I See You Again. Ca Si Thomas Anders. When will I see you. again?. When will we share . precious moments?. Will I have to wait . forever. Or will I have to suffer . and cry the whole night
Dazed and confused. But most of all battered and bruised. I came with a dream. Shared by more than a few it seems. Fall asleep now, new york city. I need to rest my eyes. Someday i'll rise, new
A preacher, he went huntin'. It was on a Sunday morn'. Of course it was against his religion. He took his gun along Shot some very fine quail. One little measly hare. On his way returning home.