: (Per Gessle) Is this what you want Every finger points at me This might be funny If it wasn't such a tragedy After a while It gets harder to smile
: (Christopher Garcia/John Inglesby/Ralph McCarthy) Baby close your eyes, listen to love See what dreams are made of Oh, and if one kiss Speaks to us
you hurt so bad But angels spread their wings over everything There's one thing no one knows Why things go the way they go We'll never have a clue My
again in a world without end We owe it all to Frank Sinatra The song was playing as he walked into the room After the long weekend They were a lifetime
(Per Gessle) Is this what you want Every finger points at me This might be funny If it wasn't such a tragedy After a while It gets harder to smile And
beds The swaying palm trees above our heads Woke up to a primal rumbling sound When the Northridge quake ripped open the ground California...California It took a
his face Could it be you Yes, it was you A woman and a man A woman and a man A woman and a man A woman and a man We were so close. baby Guess you never
once again in a world without end We owe it all to Frank Sinatra The song was playing as he walked into the room After the long weekend They were a lifetime
your noble horse Well we jumped the fence that day and rode so far away... Will I forever roam? I only want to come home So won't you throw me a line?
(Charlotte Cafffey/Tom Caffey/Belinda Carlisle) Put my trust in you when trusting's hard Wish that I could just let down my guard Want to feel closer
(Christopher Garcia/John Inglesby/Ralph McCarthy) Baby close your eyes, listen to love See what dreams are made of Oh, and if one kiss Speaks to us
(Rick Nowels) I've been through some hard love Sweet love Impossible love Deep love But there was always a hitch Something couldn't be fixed A bit
(Rick Nowels/Ellen Shipley) I can see you when the rains come In a flood of memory And I go back To that place where love was new To those days of me
see you hurt so bad But angels spread their wings over everything There's one thing no one knows Why things go the way they go We'll never have a clue
(Per Gessle) I wake up each day Want to sleep that day away I catch a train In the rush hour rain Some people are talkin' to me I don't care what they