She said the words Only her lips could say She made me want to Throw my life away But when I asked her She said, "Maybe tomorrow, B.B." And that's a story
Same old story, same old song Goes all right till it goes all wrong Now you're going, then you're gone Same old story, same old song Same old story
My mother moved the furniture When she no longer moved the man We thought nothing of it at the time She painted walls, painted smiles Checked herself
a picture book With princes and kings Yes, ev'ryone of us believes in dreams I know it's hard to understand the Things that you feel Where stories end
when she shouted "move your bloomin'".... I have often walked down this street before; But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before. All at once am I Several stories
it all with music that came quickly from afar, Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour. And assessing points to nowhere, leading ev
Free impossible believers, If they worry ev´ry minute that goes by. Be the magic of the morning. Be mine, all the time , be mine, be mine. Baby
CITIZENS OF OZ Ev'ry day, more wicked! Ev'ry day, the terror grows! All of Oz is ever on alert! That's the way with Wicked - Spreading fear where e'er
in June You ain't got to handle a mop, or push back a broom There's maids for that, this where the paper with the papers at Scars are a part of my story
a story, of sorrow and woe His heart went to heaven, at the first fall of snow He spoke of his angel, a dear baby girl He loved ev'ry footstep, he loved
Ev'ry day I'll fall in love all over again with you I'll never let our love grow old I'll always keep it new Ev'ry day I'll let you know that my Valentine
in my mind It's you I see before me, oh oh, Garbo C'est toi que je t'adore, oh oh, Garbo A lovers' greatest story, oh oh, Garbo They say, well that'
Wayne And ev?ry time I do it I do my thang Yeah, believe that like a true story Rims big, make the car look like it's two stories If I hop out that?
then we lost We were fools to believe That we could beat the odds But the story always ends the same (you can't turn back the page) Trying to relive ev
then we lost We were fools to believe That we could beat the odds But the story always ends the same (You can't turn back the page) Trying to relive ev
the story's sad 'Cause the Rocky Mountain way Is better than the way we had Well, he's tellin' us this and he's tellin' us that Changes it ev'ry day