to lose Not too far from here (Not too far) Somebody's forgotten how to trust And somebody's dying for love Not too far from here (Not too far) Now I
Translation: Michael Crawford. Not To Far From Here.
Or is it just a one night stand Let me see you get high and go low Now girl won't you drop that thing down to the floor I'm here for one night, how far
your hands up Make it bump bump bump! Let's get it crackin' You know what's happenin' So why you hummin' in my ear with all this chattin'? 'Cause I'm not here
, I can't wait So far, so great Might need to wing it Still gonna bring it Not gonna sink low I'm going swimming Swing for the fences Sky's not
I just want you to know that you deserve the best You're beautiful, you're beautiful Yeah, and I want you to know You're far from the usual, far from
, for something more than you ever could imagine then move don't wait for it to happen life's too short for not taking chances the stars are far as they
us is who we are Disguising ourselves as secret lovers We've become public enemies We walk away like strangers in the street Gone for eternity, we erased one another So far from
don't forget where I'll be Right here wishing the flowers were from you Wishing the card was from you Wishing the call was from you 'Cause I've loved you from
to me All the pain, the tears I cried Still you never said goodbye And now I know how far you'd go I know I let you down But it's not like that now
never hold ya Like I did before the storm Trying to keep the light from going out And the clouds from ripping out my broken heart They always say a heart is not
it come this far Just thinking back to where we started And how we lost all that we are We were young and times were easy But I could see, it's not the
m doin' me, I'm doin' me I'm living life right now, man, and this what I'mma do 'til it's over 'Til it's over, but it's far from over Alright, bottles
back, please" She said "no, you go to school to learn not for a fashion show" I said, "This isn't Sha na na, come on Mom, I'm not Bowzer Mom, please
No Vickies only the pearl Let me take you to Indonesia Where nobody can reach us There's no need to take your phone 'Cause you far away from home
have to ask you to refrain from the language) the car goin two hundred miles an hour WHERE THE FUCK IS HE GOIN?! (Please Mr. Rapper, please refrain from
' fingers And say, "That's the bad guy" So say good night to the bad guy, go on Last time you gonna see a bad guy like this again To be or not to be
