All I want is to be your sunflower To watch over you from up high When the wind blows I will kiss you like sunshine Stealing pieces from a perfect sky
Flower man, flower man, when are you gonna grow? When are you gonna lay down everything you know? Flower man, flower man, how are you gonna sleep With
You killed me when you came walking down the sidewalk Saying everything was fine Dressed up like a wife of a life, I'll never have It's so easy to fool
There's a reason why the words got hard for me to bare Because within them was the promise of a life that just wasn't there You're not my friend and I
I reminded someone thought they knew me That I hadn't changed at all Wrapped up in a picture perfect package That just stands up way too tall Because
Swallow your pride Make way for the new bride Holdin' your tounge When they call another winner And oh there is more to this life Hey Mr Golden Deal
She, she came down From the mountain And I, I stood my ground On the mountain And like a fire I'm drawn to her lust I can't run from her but Lord, I
Big wings and small waters Carry me back home Small minds Stand protected under bigot sunshine I'm not alone But I'm far from home You can never go home
It's the way he looks at you That says to me, "This isn't over" From the outside looking in You see there's nothing sacred here Nothing sacred You can
Somebody cried the death of culture Somebody spit in a little boy's face Somebody said you robbed my homeland Somebody got the wrong impression So we
Love is tragic, love is bold You will always do what you are told Love is hard, love is strong You will never say that you were wrong I don't know when
Oh my sugar she won't bend Fly with me On your love she will depend Fly with me, my love When you're down, feeling low Not quite paid for not quite sold
Me and my old man Don't see eye to eye We take our walks outside Underneath the birch trees He said, "I think it's gonna freeze this year" I said, "I
Oh, tell the tale of the wicked soldier Oh, tell the tale of the wicked man Oh, tell the tale of the wicked soldier Oh, tell the tale of the wicked man
Choosing stones Big enough to drag me down Where I am People's voices make hollow sounds Just be quiet They'll go away Open up your eyes Don't let your
Manu kaki sauc toniks, Manam sunim vards ir dzins, Un nevis tapec, ka man garso vins. Kad vejss iepus buras, Pa juru peld plosts. Man garso dzins ar toniku
Para ver bailar voy a un club mientras muerdo el limon de un gin tonic usado ? en tu cadera, no me digas que voy a tener que ir a ver a tu grupo del siglo