Jetzt haben sie euch zur Legende gemacht Und in Unwirklichkeiten versponnen; Denn dann ist einem, um den Vergleich gebracht, Das schlechte Gewissen genommen
'cars half outta the ground And that old sign still spins 'round 'n 'round I guess the White Rose fillin' station's just a memory now Yea that ol' White Rose
es kommt der nächste Frühling und ich werde geh'n immer wieder sagen es war schön. Wenn in Petersburg die weißen Rosen blü
so i never said i never saw the blind man watching, me across the way this time, we never knew who he was be he sounds fine. watch me turn my belt to
Were gunna 45 outta here, were gunna hit the road the wind is going to blow in our hair, well follow you wherever you go. cause here we just cant be singing
ill watch every little thing you do and all the times just like when, you make us all so craazy when you go, make us feel stupid again. maybe were not
These days I feel like I'm dreaming It's like my whole being was made for this These days I wish I had a rocket I'd fly to the moon and back to get what
From the beginning to the end, you people cannot send, our hearts away for good, we live an endless summer. and no matter what you say, well show you
dropped outta school but now hes hanging around out on the corner now hes spinning out of bounds, skateboard and cigarette he lights the tone, his cars
well were all stuck here and we cant figure out why everything were told in life, is in a big black suit with a fancy little tie and i just don't think
the girls are getting older boy the days are going by pages of the calendar they are falling from the sky we cant ever find a place to stay, and my friends
half out of the ground and that old sun still spins round and round I guess the white rose fill in station is just a memory now yea that old white rose
De Rosa ao peito na roda Eu bailei com quem calhou Tantas voltas dei bailando Que a rosa se desfolhou Quem tem, quem tem Amor a seu jeito Colha a rosa
Weiße Rose Kleine Jenny du sollst warten auf die roten Rosen warten eine weiße Rose sagt es dir. Kleine Jenny du sollst warten auf die roten Rosen
;en Rosen fing es an. Weiße Rosen schenk' ich dir wie ein Liebesbrief für dich von mir. Und es blühen immer mehr weiße Rosen auf
The sun shone pink on white walls And the trees stood so tall Defiant, proud, loud against the sky There's no sign, there's no plan There ain't even
Why do we not I care to wait, instead I hear this straight from you Was I mixing colors, mixing signals, missing you We've tried a thousand times, breathe
