Lyrics:
Two Piano

You were called to be free. Do you wish again to be enslaved? One hand to the sky, the other to your side. Clinging to a bag filled with two thousand

Translation: Savage Garden. Two Beds And A Coffee Machine (Piano And Vocal).

Esta es la historia de un sabado de no importa que mes y de un hombre sentado al piano de no importa que viejo cafe. Toma el vaso y le tiemblan las

me again With your dirty mouth Full of honest lies Uh oh Again oh when you fooled me again Oh yeah Youre so honest Full of shhh Honest eyes Its been two

Let the Piano Man Play (2x) I?m call you in the middle of the night Before we have a little problem You You You, Me & You, You You And it ain?t gon be

bottle in the tunnel) There's a tunnel from here to there Cut your hand on the atmosphere Split in two, band-aids on your hand Split the atmosphere, split in two

s, in the summer days, you know? So pay up, 'cause I show up. You owe us. I might have to bother you wit' a twenty-two; more like a trey-deuce.-- more

would give anything I would give anything I would give anything I would give anything I would give to be you, yeah My job, my car, my cash My house on the hill My piano

don't matter what tomorrow might bring As long as you're livin' the dream A pair of young lovers from a far away land Build a new life with two hard