Seven lonely days without a word. Did I do something somehow that you heard? Well I'll be fine.. You're not even on my mind. Believe me, I'll be fine.
Children lieing in there beds. Just remember what your mother said. Don't you worry, don't you cry. Little black flowers grow, in the sky. In the sky.
Just another day without you I'll be okay without you I'll be fine I'll be alright I'll find someone new without you Somebody just like you but not you
I got the picture, that you finally sent. I read your letter, and I know what you meant. That's you and me, in Salt Lake City. You sure look pretty.
I was playing a club by the Eifel Tower. Taking a break for half an hour. A girl from the bar came out to talk. Come on she "Let's take a walk". Monday
I met a girl she was half out of her mind. That's okay cause I'm half out of mine. She said I'm tired of love, all the games, and crying. And all I want
I keep listening, very quietly. You're discussing, your philosophy. There's a long list, of what's wrong with me. And you go on talking endlessly....
But I'm alright now Yeah I'm alright now. ..it's alright. ..it's alright. Speak of the devil. Speak of the devil. Speak of the devil.
Pretty girls they go walking by. I don't even give a glance. Since I met you I changed everything. I don't wanna take a chance. It's like a shadow's
I know I let you down the last time. You said then there'd be no next time. One more chance is all I'm asking. Is it so hard to be forgiven? If only
In the middle of the night I wake up. In the middle of the dream I call your name. In the middle of the dark I wake up. Fumble for the phone when you
Big clouds pick on the little ones. Evenin shade drives out the sun. Sorry for the stuff I've done. To me you're still the only one. I'm wanderin'....
Friends are talking to you. They tell you you whould go. They say that I don't love you. But baby they don't know. You're standing in the bedroom. Your
Speak of the devil. The devil appears. Waiting for some one. Been waiting for years. And it's alright now. Yeah I'm alright now. Watching her walking
Translation: Isaak, Chris. Speak Of The Devil.
Seven lonely days without a word. Did I do something somehow that you heard? Well I'll be fine.. You're not even on my mind. Believe me, I'll be fine
Children lieing in there beds. Just remember what your mother said. Don't you worry, don't you cry. Little black flowers grow, in the sky. In the sky
