s go fishing for a dream Let's find some place new Somewhere we can be ourselves Some of the time Lose your heart I lose my mind We'll make quite a pair
go fishing for a dream Let's find some place new Somewhere we can be ourselves Some of the time Lose your heart, I lose my mind We'll make quite a
a unu e dui e vidi poi cu simu nui, cotrari ditincillu vui chi 'ndannu a fari (aundi vai,aundi vai, si c'e stu cumpari) Chi 'nda a sapiri, aundi 'nd'a
Gesu Cristo da il pane a chi non ha denti gli ignoranti danno insegnamenti, gli altri supplenti meglio tenersi pronti, trovare piu rimedi Turi: Sfida
brooklyn i remember the day, that she said to me, take this magic marker and draw yourself a door and through that door, you can take yourself to a better place a
My open heart is all a flutter Memories as sweet as butter Running down the blade of a double edged sword I recall a kiss, a photograph And in this I
'm gonna set sail Turn out the lights I see a sign and a sunset, yeah Ah, look at my life, could be a loser, baby Could be a loser but with you I forget
see them from the stratosphere they're there i swear they are in the city someones dad just died in another one someone looks up to find a smiling
I thought you knew where to go But you were following me So let's get lost in space I feel this place, I'm stuck in the rat race It's a lovely day to
rainbow I swear if you listen, you might just hear our song TV light flickers so fiercely Bridging the gap between my eyes Outside the rain is tapping my window A
sold I'm only nine, I'm already feeling the strain It seems everyone's dying or curling up in pain Well it's just a losers game, dad It's just a loser
occhi A? imprigionato per l'innocenza che cade sempre e solo a lato per i sussuri mischiati con le nostre grida ed i silenzi per il tuo amore che A?
panic at the quiet times Decisions at the door A panic at the quiet times Fate leaves me to much more I panic at the quiet times Decisions at the door A
? I am, I am the boss Of the century Having a good steak, feeling fancy Hopping around like the pig that you are I'm stuck to this sink like a twisted
There's a road with two yellow lines They go on for years And when people there smile and wave It's not like, back home In their doorway, where the evening
All and all it's been a blast Fame and fortune never lasts We'll take refuge in the sound They burned our churches to the ground But they can't buy the
One, two, three, four Up above the clouds, it is always a blue sky Some will try a trick, but you just look them in the eyes What will they do, when