J'ai pas le regard de Spike Lee J'ai pas le genie de De Vinci J'ai pas les pieds sur terre La patience de ma banquiere J'ai pas ces choses-la. J'ai pas
Eh ben, toi qui te croyais si forte, toi qui semblais si sure de toi, qu'est-ce qui t'arrive la? Eh ben, voila qu'soudain tu t'emportes, et tu te vois
see you as I do I wish they would try to I?m sure they?d think again If they had a friend like ben (a friend) Like ben (like ben) Like ben
?t see you as I do I wish they would try to I?m sure they?d think again If they had a friend like ben (a friend) Like ben (like ben) Like ben
Ben, the two of us need look no more We both found what we were looking for With a friend to call my own I'll never be along And you, my friend, will
Ah si, ben mio; coll'essere io tuo, tu mia consorte, avro piu l'alma intrepida, il braccio avro piu forte. Ma pur, se nella pagina de' miei destini e
(Jerry Leiber and Phil Specto) There is a rose in Spanish Harlem A red rose up in Spanish Harlem It is a special one, it's never seen the sun It only
(Ben E. King/Jerry Leiber/Mike Stoller) When the night has come And the land is dark And the moon is the only light we'll see No I won't be afraid, no
Last time that we had this conversation I decided we should be friends Hey, but now we're going round in circles, tell me will this deja vu never
This was never the way I planned Not my intention I got so brave, drink in hand Lost my discretion It's not what I'm used to Just wanna try u on
Another lyrics, this time from one of his best songs. He published it on his myspace a couple of months ago : Three tree town. The Myspace version could
It takes a hundred miles of love To heal a mile of pain I never say goodbye to the sea I never blow out a flame And I've got white lies for dark times
Lay there and hate me Lay there and burn One side to the other You toss and turn Never trust a woman, never trust a woman Who loves the blues Mistake
Inevitability Is pounding at my door Screaming for more In a world that owes you nothing You give everything Everything Now I'm caught in between What
You may be a cheap date But my therapy's expensive as hell Then you pay a psychic healer who lets you know Things aren't really working out so well Tomorrow
The word suicide is irresponsible Still you offered to buy me a gun What's so hard about sympathy Love is a lonely room Love is a lonely room When out
