Somebody told me,. "Get over it. ". It's like water under bridges. That have already burned. They say,. "It gets better,. It gets easier. ". The memories start to fade,. And sad songs that alw
Hey Laura it's me sorry but I had to rang your doorbell so late. But there's something bothering me I really am sorry but it just couldn't wait. Is there someone else instead of me go ahead and lie
Bài hát No Love Dying - GregoryPorter. There will be no love that's dying here . The bird that flew in through my window . Simply lost his way. . He broke his wing I helped him heal and then he
I feel just like a kite. But one without a string. One that is floating around. I don't know what tomorrow with bring. I feel just like a bird. But one without a home. One that is floating. Ful
VERSE 1 Brown Grass. On the other side. Nothing but brown grass. Now I'm open wide. To the truth I left behind. A love so hard to find. Now I find myself falling down on brown grass. Now I find
Time is ticking. Time is ticking. Did you dance out in the rain? Hmm Hmmhmm Time is ticking. Time is ticking. Did you jump out of a plane?. Did you make love on a train? It's not too late . Time
Wolf cry The night has fallen. You have soaked your see-through silken gown with tears. Your love was all in. And he mistook your come stay call for come quick dear. You need me near. You need me
Once was a kingdom, far far away. Love was the rule of the day. Nothing more nothing less. Than to give your friend your best. There's much more story that I could tell. To make the hardest heart
I do not agree, this is not for me. No, musical genocide. I will not commit, nor will I submit. To, musical genocide. This is not for me, I wont let it be. No, musical genocide. Give me a blues
I'm in with the in crowd. I go where the in crowd goes. I'm in with the in crowd. I know what the in crowd knows. Mmh,anytime of the year,don't you hear. dressing fine, making time. We breath up
I feel just like a kite. But one without a string. One that is floating around. I don't know what tomorrow with bring. I feel just like a bird. But one without a home. One that is floating. Ful
There will be no love that's dying here. The bird that flew in through my window. Simply lost his way. He broke his wing I helped him heal and then he flew away. Well the death of love is everywhe