retreat That option's far and away I have to be brave But I always did crave The golden sunlight It's been about me But I'm setting that free For golden
time In another time... You are the one you are my golden ratio The golden ratio Never felt like this before... You are the one You're my golden ratio The golden
(Gold-Lloyd-Echolette) Though this place is so crowded You feel so alone 'cause you're eye to eye with him And you know he will take you He's got nothing
(Lyrics: Lewis Carroll / Music: Bloss-Gold-Lloyd-Echolette) All in the golden afternoon full leisurely we glide For both our oars, with little skill
I saw it coming I just thought that you should know I'm feeling better every day I'm only waiting if you stay So don't feel bad Your faith was an illusion
One golden dawn One summer night With nothing left to say We left the dream begin It was carried on the wind And it wandered away One golden sky One
there was a way to get back homeward. Once there was a way to get back home. Sleep pretty darling do not cry, And I will sing a lullaby. Golden Slumbers
Once there was a way to get back homeward Once there was a way to get back home Sleep pretty darling do not cry And I will sing a lullaby Golden slumbers
got your head switched on You've got emotion You've got devotion You've got the golden gun You've got the golden gun You've got the golden gun
it happily. You're running wild You're running wild Another blonde not from the city Drinking the poison Taking it happily Not from the city Golden Rod Golden Rod Golden Rod Golden
hang above the street And then I turn my head, for you're approachin' me. Moonlight on the water, fisherman's daughter, floatin' in to my room With a golden
moment's gone [Chorus:] Silver wings and golden rings Are taking you today And I'll be dying on the ground While you are flying away Silver wings and golden
times parta a dime My golden girl My golden girl I've got my shit together Even with a chick get a grip withh hips like this My golden girl My golden
times parta a dime My golden girl My golden girl I've got my shit together Even with a chick get a grip With hips like this My golden girl My golden
(Bowie) Golden years, gold, whop, whop, whop Golden years, gold, whop, whop, whop Golden years, gold, whop, whop, whop Don't let me hear you say
, Ohhh (You gotta stay young, you can never grow old) Ohhh, Ohhh, Whoooa (It's the golden age of rock and roll). The golden age of rock and roll will
Ampeln kann ich nicht ausstehen. Ich wei? nie bei welcher Farbe soll ich gehen, und der Zeitungsmann, er flucht, ich hab' schon wieder versucht, Brot
