meet the soft And the heat blinds your eyes Left to right up and down it's picture postcard time Hear the sounds save the image in my mind Cold Dark and Yesterday
Translation: Daryl Hall John Oates. Cold, Dark, And Yesterday.
Translation: Hall And Oates. Cold, Dark, And Yesterday.
soft And the heat blinds your eyes Left to right up and down it's picture postcard time Hear the sounds save the image in my mind Cold Dark and Yesterday
the soft And the heat blinds your eyes Left to right up and down it's picture postcard time Hear the sounds save the image in my mind Cold Dark and Yesterday
falling. The grey rain was pouring. The cars were all dirty and slow. We both had our kiss and, out of the depths and darkness, with my eyes closed I
house was full of color, now it looks all dark and gray Where there once was music, a piano waits to play Now I'll spend tomorrow in a town called yesterday, yesterday
more than yesterday Remember that wall where we used to hide And the world seemed so dark and cold outside Remember that field where we used to kiss And
light He had a room full of switches and dials and lights and A head full of clouds and eyes full of sight. And when it got dark, I could hear his heartbeat
And all That Jazz [Announcer] Make that two) [Velma Kelly] And all that jazz And all that jazz Slick your hair And wear your buckle shoes And all that
of dreams That just weren't allowed Maybe you're walking those halls all quiet and sad Sitting in the dark all scared and mad Feel my hand reach across and
and dirty, poor quality leather and heavy Better see what's inside He turned into Lincoln Park Found an empty place and opened the case Two severed
and dirty, poor quality leather, and heavy. Better see what's inside. He turned into Lincoln Park, found an empty place and opened the case. Two severed
more than yesterday Remember that wall Where we used to hide And the world seemed so dark and cold outside Remember that field Where we used to kiss And
in the wild. I guess I had to be a bitch, to scratch a seven-year itch. Hell to Pay. And I'm drowning without you here, The fire's gone cold and