Do you remember that one Christmas when we Didn't think we'd be together. We were almost seperated by the weather But I ran through the snow Right up
This time I'm not gonna go so crazy I'm not gonna let it faze me I'm building my resistance Bound to keep my distance Slowly, determined to take it slowly
(B. Kalmer and H. Ruby/H. Hupfeld) Maybe I'm right and maybe I'm wrong Maybe I'm weak and maybe I'm strong But never the less I'm in love with you
A body is washed up on a Norfolk beach He was a friend that I could not reach He thought I was cold but I understand But for the grace of God goes another
Written by Steven Wilson Fuck you and your book too You can have it back When I'm gone these songs Will be my tracts And I had a stupid dream that I
If you love me half as much as I love you You wouldn't worry me half as much as you do You're nice to me when there's no one else around You only build
No longer on the low, I gotta flow is what I mean Let the critics know they can't tamper with the Jolly Green No longer on the low because my flows be
It's all what we need More love, less hate, more real, less fake More grind, less wishin' Less stuntin', more fame, less talkin', more change Less rushin
Let me be a little kinder, let me be a little blinder To the faults of those about me, let me praise a little more Let me be, when I am weary just a little
For some time I've watched your coldness grow It's true that nothing lasts forever I guess But your resentment is so strong that it shows You seem to
I got up and made my mornin' cup of coffee Fooled around the house an hour or more l'd guess I did all this before l even had one thought of you More
Let me be a little kinder let me be a little blinder To the faults of those about me let me praise a little more Let me be when I am weary just a little
Si fuera diez anos mas joven, que feliz y que descamisado el tono de decir: cada palabra desatando un temporal y enloqueciendo la etiqueta ocasional
Miss Demeanor, a miss take a miss hap-oh. I implore you. It's no miss tery I dont wanna know you But Miss America I cant Ignore you You can wipe out
The less I know, this moment seems to tell me The less I know, the line my soul Is trying hard to sell me I guess I'm sold 'Cause there's something real
Negative, negative seems to multiply Confidence, confidence seems to run and hide Can?t you see, can?t you see this is just a waste Waste of time, waste
Oh this is what we need A line in the sand I would cross to here Before the tide comes in And you should be less rude You don't know what it might do