Hangin' on the streets of Easty Watchin' the cars as they pass me by Well the neighborhood's so alive There ain't no doubt in my mind That it's this
for dawn to break, sun shines through the clouds again, winter fades, start afresh [x2] Season of spring, season of spring, breathe into me, wash over me, the season
It?s Christmas again, And I?m here alone. Covered with snow. Chilled to the bone. My branches are bare. My roots have gone dry. My only companions Are
You're where I want to be Your lips are fine And that accent of mine Is the reason I'll hold your hand And we can be lovers for a season So get
watching you now like a change from the winter back to fall to the spring skip the cold season never go back again bad advice from familiar faces give
As always the seasons have turned And winter grasps the northern world Might of darkness cease the day The light of life - driven away Dust is what is
Translation: The Drowners. Seasonal Affective Disorder.
Translation: Far From Finished. Seasonal Patriot.
Translation: Seasonal Holiday. Everybodys Irish On St. Patricks Day.
Translation: Seasonal Holiday. Valentine Part Xiv (Deliverance.
Translation: Seasonal Holiday. Dead Dog Walking.
Translation: Seasonal Holiday. Fat Santa.
Translation: Seasonal Holiday. Right Vivid Christmas.
We were on the shore And the winds of change were blowing The sun was burning high above We were on the shore Our blood into the ocean flowing We drowned
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Zlate medalje, prapor rdec osa je ubita izcuzan je med tema v ognju gori Mrtvo je seme prazen je cvet je travnik svoj pekel imel ostal je le pepel
own Home I've waited long, I stood there strong Witnessing the Decay Burning forever, burning Shame Within the cold embracing Flame The Sun - burning cold This is my Seasonal
