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you take my hand ? CHORUS There's only one choice, one voice That speaks to the heart of the broken man There's only one way to change The rules that you played by Yesterday
I'm not the priziest horse or the classiest fighter with shattered glass in my voice writing my name on the wall with the fingers my highschool gave me
a hanging case. [Roxie Hart] Hanging? [Martin Harrison] - I'm ready to go to the jury tomorrow. [Roxie Hart] Wait a minute, what do you mean hanging
design. Say it's over when it's done did you learn to touch someone? Long ago and far away, voices linger on... long ago, just yesterday, caught in the
(Stradlin'/McKagan/Slash) He lost his mind today He left it out back on the highway On "65" She loved him yesterday Yesterday's over I said okay That'
strangers drift away Mid-day's ore--thick With the sun of Arabia She surrenders her voices They gather, on the wind Talkin, chanting, breathing Into her body...yesterday
Camminando verso casa mi sei tornata in mente A letto mi son girato e non ho ditto niente E ho ripensato alla tua voce cosi fresca e strana Che dava al
: (Stradlin'/McKagan/Slash) He lost his mind today He left it out back on the highway On "65" She loved him yesterday Yesterday's over I said okay That
I'm not the priziest horse or the classiest fighter with shattered glass in my voice writing my name on the wall with the fingers my highschool gave
