Lord, only You You showed me the way to live You saved me from my wish of death I'd give my life to my Lord Reaching out You heard my cry for help Take my troubles
Traduction: Trouble. The Wish.
only you you showed me the way to live you saved me from my wish of death I`d give my life to my Lord reaching out you heard my cry for help take my troubles
Y'a notre commun qui s'fait la malle Accident d'route quasi banal Sur le parcours de nos deux vies Y'a notre futur qu'a brule l'feu d'tous les interdits
struggle to resist it Slowly advance and miss my chance not to miss it You blow me kisses when he ain't lookin, now your heart's tooken My only wish is
frustrated Tryin to figure out the right words to say It's me and the clock I feel like I'm racin Nobody knows the trouble I'm facin Man I'm sick of
, ooh That look in your eyes The heated desire Trying so hard To turn off the fire Old lovers make Dangerous friends I knew there would be trouble If
case. Yeah, free livin', I swear, I be on some hippie shit. But gettin way fresher than the hippies is. I got the, the gift of gab, somethin that you wish
Ohh, ohh Ohhh Girl, I remember how it all began You introduced her as your friend But I knew I was in trouble when I saw her smile at me And then she
i've been havin' trouble puttin' my cigarettes out. and i've been having trouble with her. so i shut up...or talk too loud. the cigarettes smolder and
on the system drag on my head and body there are some facts here that refuse to escape i could say it stronger but it's too much trouble i was wondering
Twenty-four seven i'm in trouble for nothin', To the laws on the topic of the daily discussion Blood pumpin and rushin I gotta struggle to survive I be
Twenty-four seven i'm in trouble for nothin', To the laws on the topic of the daily discussion Blood pumpin and rushin I gotta struggle to survive I
the escallade or a mercedes Trunk popper, show stopper, drank sipper Rule number one is to never tip a stripper And I know a lot of y'all want to wish me trouble
a lifetime, and ain't no turning it back Going hard with the crack, trying to get that sack Be retired from the game, yeah that's something I wish I stay
, she'll never ever stop Margo wants the mustard It will take her to the top She's only got to smile that way well It lifts your heart, blows your troubles
had finally found his brain New Rovers pull me over, I'm sentenced to the pen Remember that little, bird, he snitched and told a, friend It's trouble
