your face, anymore Oh my love, I?ll do anything for one more day with you I?ll do anything for one more day I?d give anything for one more day with you
have changed And I've realized I was wrong I was wrong Now I'll never see your face anymore Oh my Love I'd give anything for one more day with you I'
Translation: Vast. One More Day.
Oh my love I'd do anything for one more day with you I'd do anything for one more day with you I'd give anything for one more day with you
Maybe we can make it right Or maybe if you hold on One more day One more day One day One more day One more day One day
Today Sunday On the nineteenth day of october at one a.m. Nineteen ninety seven I had a vision No, well not exactly like a vision No but like a sight
but know your face You made a mistake now you must be erased Really though, I'm loc'ed, go, deranged, sick and insane Drop rights, to start more fights
Oh Dindi, like the song of the wind in the trees That's how my heart is singing Dindi Happy Dindi when you're with me I love you more each day, yes
The hair which finely crowned her head Was a halo of golden reflecting the sun All of the beautiful women of time Were formed all at once into one. She
merely against that peculiar hard core who seem to equate authenticity with artisti It and illiteracy with charm. [piano] Oh, one more thing. one of the more
the vast karmic internet; Each of our souls on the end of its fibre. One sacred fact that we can't download yet; The truth is we share the same service-provider. One
twice But this here man has lost his count so long a go! That same ol' shit from day to day What purpose does he have to stay here Struggling one more day
Yo man, hit me with one of those funky baselines One baseline at a time The sun takes a bow for a day well lit Next act is night with an audience of
the middle of the town A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below There could be one long staircase just going up And one even longer coming down And one more
An' still, cats visualize life ghetto like Born mind, sometime these cats see life Street life incomplete light an' be like I'm a live life after this, one crime One
's in there, we'll take it, whatever it is And uh, we'd like two hamburgers medium rare with everything on 'em And one hamburger, no, one hamburger, meat, no hamburgers One
click my eyes And there they are, mercurial ghosts, formed And moving; so the dead do move, and shout, And pray, and cry, and suffer And the eye click on and one: the one
