Loving you, loving you ain't easy But I don't mind if I can stay here by your side Every lonely road you walk along I'll be there too Just say the word
Talking to myself and feeling old Sometimes I'd like to quit, nothing ever seems to fit Hanging around, nothing to do but frown Rainy days and Mondays
Isn't it rich, are we a pair Me here at last on the ground, you in midair Where are the clowns? Isn't it bliss, don't you approve One who keeps taring
(Eddie Cochran) Well I'm gonna raise a fuss and I'm gonna raise a holler I've been working all summer just to try to earn a dollar Well the time will
Where have all the flowers gone? Long time passing Where have all the flowers gone? Long time ago Where have all the flowers gone? Young girls pick them
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, Colossus Rameses, Colossus Rameses, Colossus , yeah Indigo, here we go, oh Indigo, here we go, oh, oh, oh Indigo, here we go, oh Indigo, here we go
espero que al final alguien me muestre una verdad Comprendeme mi alma es distinta entiendeme debo volar... Indigo soy, quien eres tu? una ilusión? Indigo soy... Indigo soy... Indigo
The thin horizon of a plan is almost clear My friends and I have had a tough time Bruising our brains hard up against change All the old dogs and the
Fare thee well my bright star I watched your taillights blaze into nothingness But you were long gone before I ever got to you Before you blazed past
I'm harboring a fugitive defector of a kind And she lives in my soul, drinks of my wine And I'd give my last breath to keep us alive Are they coming
All skate Now reverse I'm waking from a dream, the neighborhood is green All the sounds I've missed all the years Come down to wedding death and fear
"Knockin' on Heaven's Door" is a Bob Dylan song from 1973. The girls have been doing it now and then since at least 1988. There's something about the
solves anything Running changes nothing You better stay But if you're running to another's arms Runing to another's charms Then go away Indigo daisies Indigo daisies Indigo daisies Indigo
Clearing webs from the hovel A blistered hand on the handle of a shovel I've been diggin' too deep, I always do I see my face on the surface, I look a
Everybody looks so ill at ease, so distrustful so displeased Running down the table I see a borderline Like a barbed wire fence, strung tight, strung
The story hit the news from coast to coast They said you beat the girl you loved the most Your charitable acts seemed out of place And the beauty with
Last chance lost In the tyranny of a long goodbye Last chance lost We talk of us with deadly earnest eyes Last chance lost We talk of love in terms of