be more convincing you would stay but now it's time to stop the lies to go and walk away you tried to feel my heartbeat but you failed if you'd be more
last night they closed my eyes instead of opening your mind and maybe talking less and doing more will bring us back to where we lived before As ginger sweet
what do Wake up Don?t tell me what to say But there?s one thing you can tell And that?s how I?d feel When there?s no more you We don?t need no competition
tell me what to say But there?s one thing you can tell And that?s how I?d feel When there?s no more you When there?s no more you We don?t need no competition
oh you love me to death but death may love you more you grow in me and although we disagree you love me to death you can not love me more the best
The wind is telling stories about us writing words with sand and powder dust deserted squares and lonesome trees the wind revealing stories about us
heat Just when I thought you were telling the truth I caught you with here oh you fool You hurt me when I`ve got so much more to give We live in
in a game called romance I was fooling around we lie and we cheat desire indeed I knew where this would lead us to when I was fooling around No more sweet music
Vertaling: Hooverphonic. No More Sweet Music.
: The wind is telling stories about us writing words with sand and powder dust deserted squares and lonesome trees the wind revealing stories about us
: You hurt me (when I?ve got so much more to give) I must have been blind adoring the blues in everything lies a small kind of truth but than again,
oh you love me to death but death may love you more you grow in me and although we disagree you love me to death you can not love me more the best things
: Sin is so much more than poetry better start to pray crime is sensual softly breathing down your neck flooded chemistry a tempting sign is showing
be more convincing you would stay but now it?s time to stop the lies to go and walk away you tried to feel my heartbeat but you failed if you?d be more
: So you take your chances Look thru dirty lenses Unintended consequences We don?t need your ugly fences We?ll make our own way out of here Start a