Traduction: Iris, Donnie. Oh Donna.
Traduction: Iris, Donnie. Super Model.
Traduction: Iris, Donnie. Où était le ciel.
Is there a remedy for the passions of the soul Brother if there is one I don't really know Have I let my imagination run out of control I'm a rainbow
My baby wears his heart on his sleeve He wears a look on his face that says, "Please please please, love it" Everything he wants, love it, everything
He's got a second side He's got a sixth sense He got everything He got what it takes He got what it makes To be everything Seems to know all there is
Brooklyn, child of freedom Still new to this world Brooklyn, summer magic My sweet baby sweet girl All the waiting, all the praying Brought the answer
Five to nine Early Sunday morning around breakfast time I heard a sudden tapping at the kitchen door Oh, and there was more, well, it was you I saw No
I get out of work And then I throw away all of my cares I get out of work And then I wash the week out my hair Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday It
Melanie is sweet A vision on her feet, so young so fair A bridge of iron standing tall Between two parted spheres She's a novelty of reality Though she
Highway lead him to where he's never been Show that drifter what he's never seen Introduce him to this, acquaint him with that Gotta keep searching like
Seems every star is out tonight to light our love So round the moon so full and bright so high above But if you look real closely, there's only me, there
Say you dominate, you can never wait To listen to the things that I have got to say You're amorous, polygamous And that's okay as long as I don't start
Is there a remedy for the passions of the soul brother if there is one I don't really know have I let my imagination run out of control I'm a rainbow
If people talk then let people talk we won't hit the ground if we are the talk of the town people talk gossiping past stabbing their words with all of
On big alley stands a lady, waiting for awhile Acting out an untold story like a wounded child But the mystery of the circumstance won't hide She believes
The moon retreats behind a silver cloud As darkness throws it's cloak towards the earth And mystery replaces what we thought we knew To turn the stone
