eyes are soft but it's hard to find pain so funny dear mystery in your second hand chair with your tongue in cheek air i'm kissing you julia what
From the south side of Chicago On Woodland Avenue The youngest of eight children With a voice that soared and soothed Singing at the Lincoln Center The
(written by Julia Fordham & Larry Klein) From the south side of Chicago On woodland avenue The youngest of eight children With a voice that soared and
翻訳: ジュリアフォーダム. 沿道エンジェル.
翻訳: 神やジュリー. このロードする前に.
翻訳: フリオイグレシアス. ロード.
翻訳: ジュリエット. それは、ストリートで述べている.
C'etait nous et nos rires sur le Chemin de la vie J'ai du lacher ta main Je m'en veux aujourd'hui De nos craies, de nos reves Un tableau noir lave
On dit dans la rue, que Romeo est perdu Qu'il merite bien la lame, de ceux qui vendent leurs ames On dit dans la rue, que le fils des Montaigu A trahi
I use to lay my hand on your heart and pray that I could take the pain away I would of carried all the weight I would of never let you fall I wish I
The waitings over Nothing to show for The Heart that you tore No time to let this breathe My only chance to stop and breathe So here?s your chance to
I was so wrong I thought that I could hold on To things that were already gone It was a lie all along I was decieved Totally lost, I believe I
I'm leaving But believe me It's hard to go When healing is needing To fix what's broken Learn to walk away That is what they say Fallen angels Break
Somehow everyone thinks I?m ok You think they?d know better by now I?m still insane I thought that thinks would get better with age But now I?m just
Take away everything I am Everything that you couldn't stand Wash all the stains away and then I'll become white I'll be whatever you create strip me
Don't cry now Keep the pain down Till it dies out There'll be time for tears when this ends But until then Here we go again Forget everything is broken
Say a prayer, say your last goodbye. Leave me here, leave it all behind. Bury this, walk away, let it die. For a day, for a stitch in time, this was
I followed through on a whim And I knew fully You always loose in the end Everyone told me Now the bruises show and everybody knows You can heal
