Your name will walk the years of shame Your hands, my face, the look, the taste To gaze how fondly on my beautiful face To fold thee in my great arms
I've been feeling like the old man and the sea, You asked me if I was over it, I'll never be, It's all been torn apart, Forty-one false starts
doing I will make the time Chorus I'm the one I'm the one That is what I've become I'm The One I'm the one Verse Heart and mustard seed Faith is
My eyes are searchin' My hips are workin' My lips are waitin' Take me to love. My skin's pulsatin' My body's shakin' My lips are waitin' Take me to love
well doing I will make time I'm the one I am the one That is what I've become I'm the one I am the one Don't let your good be spoken evil of I'
Your name will walk the years of shame Your hands, my face, the look, the taste To gaze how fondly on thy beautiful face To fold thee in my great arms
Traduction: My Dying Bride. Une des filles de la Belle.
: [Anathema] [Bad Religion cover] When you're one of the few to land on your feet What do you do to make ends meet? Teach Make 'em mad, make 'em sad
[Anathema] [Bad Religion cover] When you're one of the few to land on your feet What do you do to make ends meet? Teach Make 'em mad, make 'em sad,
is the airways Suburbs appendages She was feeling lonely She left her hive Rented out a family She bought a bride Bought a bride Bought a bride Bought a bride
and some fly girls chillin' where the bar is Wanna know when y'all gon' stop treasuring garbage? When they gon' get they own and stop minding our biz? When these Bride
're my boy (i'm your boy) You're my pride I'm your joy I'm the sand You're the tide Be the groom I'll be your bride (be my bride) It takes two
this bubble An open sky, flying high Take a bride, get some trouble Tricky : The first one will do I'm just passing through The second one needs more
. Single girls all hear the call from a crowd at the back wall and when the bouquet flies each one tries to be the best catch and next years bride.
on one morning in the month of May when all the birds were singing I saw a lovely maiden stray across the fields at break of day she softly sung
