. Here it comes, our symphony,. Measure by measure,. A pleasure. A melody and harmony,. You and me in harmony. You and me so happy. We found a new rondo,. To end the blue rondo today.
I guess he'd rather be in Colorado. He'd rather spend his time out. Where the sky looks like a pearl after a rain. Once again I see him walkin'. Once again I hear him talking. To the stars he
something in my soul just cries. I see the want in your blue eyes. Baby, I'd love you to want me. The way that I want you. The way that it should be. Baby, you'd love me to want you. The way that I want to
I never dreamed you'd leave in summer. I thought you would go then come back home. I thought the cold would leave by summer. But my quiet nights will be spent alone You said there would be warm
Why'd you come in here lookin' like that. In your cowboy boots and your painted-on jeans. All decked out like a cowgirl's dream. Why'd you come in here looking like that Here comes my baby draggin
Why'd you come in here lookin' like that. In your cowboy boots and your painted-on jeans. All decked out like a cowgirl's dream. Why'd you come in here looking like that Here comes my baby draggin
Why'd you come in here lookin' like that. In your cowboy boots and your painted-on jeans. All decked out like a cowgirl's dream. Why'd you come in here looking like that Here comes my baby draggin
My life in the D is a tragicomedy, a poetic verse. Its voodoo, some say black magic ettouffe, a dead mans curse. Its just like the Egyptian tombs, tunnels leading to empty rooms. Skeptics think
Song Christmas in Hollis - Run-D. M. C. It was December 24th on Hollis Ave after dark. When I seen a man chilling with his dog in the park. I approached very slowly with my heart full of fear. Looked
If heartaches brought fame. In love's crazy game. I'd be a legend in my time If they gave gold statuettes. For tears and regrets. I'd be a legend in my time But they don't give awards. And
If heartaches brought fame. In love's crazy game. I'd be a legend in my time If they gave gold statuettes. For tears and regrets. I'd be a legend in my time But they don't give awards. And