I'd like to get stoned Never come home I'd like to be free Not do what I should Do what feels good With whomever I please I'd never look back Like Jack
When I think about my lessons learned Every scar that's on my heart I've earned I could travel far but I'd return to the same place I could make it easy
You are gifted, you are golden The veil is lifted from my eyes Speak to me in words unspoken And I no longer have to hide Now I know I'm going back to
Can music change the world? Yeah, I think it can Can love conquer all? Well, I know it can Can we tear down this wall Between you and me? Not without
If I could talk to God, I'd have a million questions If we could sit down face to face I'd inquire how He likes to spend His days And if He has any regrets
I am Mary, I was pretty You may remember me from the ninth grade The boys would hold me And my friends told me The world would know me someday I've made
Mama's looking at her baby fast asleep Pulls him close, feels him breathe She knows that he's gonna go away some day Breaks her heart life's that way
I've never known someone quite like you You take my breath away You knock me out with the little things you do And all the words you say Because you'
Met her at the high school dance Down at the Aragon He was rockin' them parachute pants Leather high tops on Couple years later They went and got hitched
Sometimes I feel that I was born at the wrong time Yeah, I been told that I got an old soul 'Cause everything seemed so much better back then From TV
Somehow I know that somehow you can hear me Already I can feel your little heartbeat Wherever you may be tonight I'm sending you this lullaby Angel Impatiently
Blank page, fill me in Tell me where I begin I don't know how to handle this There's nothing to cross off my list Standing still is full of pain I hope
Don't be afraid Death is but a horizon That the mind can't explain It's just beyond our reason Like the sun from the sky Like the tears that I can't
Hey boys, gather round We'll put it up and they'll tear it down Hey boys, rockabye Kiss the pretty girls goodbye Hey boys, up on high Don't you stop
Dear friend, there's a story goin' 'round That says you're gonna be married soon But you've been sayin' that for years There can be no wedding without
just wanna know what the babies mouth is full of. Is it flies or cries or straw? Which peacock is beast? Which peacock is priest? Which peacock's police? Which peacock
Flavio Venturini / Marcio Borges A madrugada raiou molhada de primavera O chao tremeu, trovao (no ceu tremeu) Vai pelo rio rolando a musica do meu sonho
't need you to ruffle the feathers of my peacock suit Did you think I should of my peacock suit Did you think I should Peacock suit, yeah Peacock suit, yeah Peacock suit, yeah Peacock