Vertaling: Felicia Bright. My Pa.
Do I really need a reason? Is it really such a big deal? It just seems like the right situation To say how I really feel I love the way that you look
The language in the dimmer rooms Seems to represent it's light source well How soft they speak and seem to be at peace With the movement of the music
{No it's seven so it's five hours before 1998 Here's the song And the last time I One two three, one two three} Contrast and compare between the busy
I dreamt of a fever One that would cure me of this cold winter set heart Heats melt these frozen tears Burned with reasons as to carry on Into these
As I walked along the beach and drank with her I thought about my true love, the one I really need With eyes that burn so bright, they make me pure They
I had a brother once He drowned in a bathtub Before he had ever learned How to talk And I don't know what his name was But my mother does I heard her
Is the passion all gone? Or is it still newly wed? If all this heat's doing Is making us stick to the bed Then there is no life to revive But if the
Let's sail away past the noise of the bay Let's sail away past the birth and death of the day Let's sail away to where the blues And greens swirl into
Now that it's June, we'll sleep out in the garden And if it rains we'll just sink in to the mud Where it is quiet and much cooler than the house is And
Touch, lying on the floor, wishing this could last Knowing that it can't, and soon you will leave And I'll be on the floor, watching the TV Trying hard
The city has sex with itself I suppose As the concrete collides well, the scenery grows And the lonely once bandaged lay fully exposed They undressed
right now, it's time to put your name on the line. you've wanted you've waited for it all this time. they've set your price, will you sell. or can
Well morning came And it dressed the sky In a lovely yellow gown Now the shops they are All opening In that narrow hallway of downtown Filled with people
: Well morning came And it dressed the sky In a lovely yellow gown Now the shops they are All opening In that narrow hallway of downtown Filled with
: I dreamt of a fever, one that would cure me of this cold winter-set heart. With heat to melt these frozen tears, burned with reasons as to carry on
: I had a brother once, he drowned in a bathtub before he'd ever learned how to talk. And I don't know what his name was, but my mother does. I heard
