And I thought that life Would be so cold I thought I'd need someone to hold Like in the stories I was told And then we met I can't forget How we laughed
All along away there were things to do Always some other, someone I could be All the things to know, all the ways to go To fly a spirit for to stage the
Bird alone, flying high Flying through a clouded sky Sending mournful soulful sounds Soaring over troubled grounds Bird alone with no mate Turning corners
Hush now Dona??t explain Just say you remain Ia??m glad youa??re back Dona??t explain Hush now Dona??t explain Youa??re my joy and pain Skip that lipstick
Down here below The winds of change are blowing Through the weary night I prayed my soul will find me Shining in the morning light Down here below Down
Love has gone away heaving a sign with no regrets for yesterday heaving a side love said goodbye so with sad and love, love walked away, a spirit child
Not to worry, never mind Life will fix it every time Give a balance, fill a need Bring a flower from the sea Hold your head up, raise your chin It was
She was as tender as a rose She was as soft as snowy down And from her head down to her toes She was a dream that hung around She was as fresh as april
The music is the magic of a secret world, secret world, a secret world. It's a world that is always within. The music is the magic and the hiding place
There's a sound comes from livin' Somewhere in the past When the grass was greener And we found true love at last It's the sound of sorry Lookin' yonder
In a world of changes Haunted melodies Comes this funny feeling When I'm close to you Out of the blue, a thrill Sigh for all the sadness Cry the broken
Within some walls of stone Another world is waiting for it's own Another time, another world, another world The magic that is shown Is or for another
I think about the life I live A figure made of clay And think about the things I lost The things I gave away And when I'm in a certain mood I search
Whenever skies look grey to me, And trouble begins to brew, Whenever the winter winds become too strong, I concentrate on you. When fortune cries "nay
Translation: Lincoln, Abbey. Rather Fuck You.
Translation: Lincoln, Abbey. We Ready (Remix).
Translation: Lincoln, Abbey. I Concentrate On You.
Translation: Lincoln, Abbey. Nature Boy.
