Desdemona, help yourself I hear you mourning at the dawn Desdemona, ask which side Of all this lying are you on Did you build yourself a runway? Did
1...2...3...4 Well he's waiting at the bus stop, seven years old Breathing on his collar in the freezing cold And he doesn't know a thing about minimum
Don't blame it on the weekend Summer had to end When one foot's going forward One knee's about to bend So take what you can carry And let's be on our
Step outside and raise your hand Set your mind to see where I stand And show me my broken home I'll sell my heart, I see no use I can't explain the things
I saw you three times In a face in the crowd Called out your name Just as clear and a loud As I could without thinking It wouldn't be you But a lie in
On and on Write a song that saves the world and don't be wrong Sing it up to god until she sings along Tell me how to walk the line Tell me how to lead
Well she don't have her momma's hips yet So she stole her momma's lipstick And she knew that I was coming And I think that I know why She goes by Fiona
Is there somewhere to be, when you?re watching TV Should it feel like more than a Monday? When you live in some town, hanging around Are we all just waiting
When are you leaving? Where will you go? Who will be waiting for you there when you get home? What is the distance between your heart? And where you
You push the pedal but the thing won't go You try and learn it but you just don't know Who's holding bullets for your twisted gun You've spun it so that
I'd stick around if you tell me I'm yours But don't leave your keys for me, open the door Nobody's getting hurt here if nobody cares Nobody's getting
Пераклад: Альтэрнатыўныя маршруты. Калі ласка, не Let It Be.
Пераклад: Альтэрнатыўныя маршруты. Каго гэта хвалюе?.
Пераклад: Альтэрнатыўныя маршруты. Галівуд.
Пераклад: Альтэрнатыўныя маршруты. Наступствы.
Пераклад: Альтэрнатыўныя маршруты. Going Home With You.
Пераклад: Альтэрнатыўныя маршруты. Time Is Runaway.
Пераклад: Альтэрнатыўныя маршруты. Бясконцы размова.
