Come and join me on the beach With all the riches I can hold Cause I'm a beggar And I'm sitting on a beach of gold Oh lord I'm a poor man With all
Traducción: Mike And The Mechanics. Um mendigo em uma praia de Gold.
That's what happens when a girl becomes a wife And she pours herself another cup of coffee As the pictures leave a clean space on the wall and it's in
Come and join me on the beach With all the riches I can hold Cause I'm a beggar And I'm sitting on a beach of gold Oh lord I'm a poor man With all the
at all You've got what you desired You lit the fire And watched the rise and fall And in your eyes I could see my face A non believer In a state of grace
see that look in your eye Turning my heart over and over I never wanted to say goodbye I don't mind everybody laughing But it's enough to make a grown
some light on the matter So I can really understand Darlin' there's no perfect crime That's left without a trace And right now I'm judge and I'm jury
and the simple life Give me the simple life The plain and the simple Give me the simple life The plain and the simple life Give me the simple life The plain and
There's a boy out there With a crazy stare And a gun to make a living In a sea of hate Where you can't think straight In a world that's unforgiving And
you walk through the door Hang on to your senses At best you must assume It's a house of many rooms Some rooms are filled with pleasure Laughter and love and
my neck She's lying naked here on the floor Wrap the sheet around her Disappear beyond the door It wasn't in a dream A film or on TV This was really
ve been waiting for Come on let's fall in love You're the girl that I really adore Come on let's fall in love Come on baby let's fall in love Come on
home Going, going home You're long ago And far away But I can still remember you Going, going home I've got a memory that I can't let go And I know
now; I can't quit now. You really got a hold on me, You really got a hold on me. Baby really got a hold on me, I said you really got a hold on me.
hates someone Someone always sells a gun Cos someone always hates someone A child will be born tomorrow As open as an empty cup And we'll fill it with hope and