On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me A partridge in a pear tree On the second day of Christmas my true love sent to me Two turtle doves
Wo steuern wir hin wo steuern wir hin Freunde wo wird unser Schiff eines Tages landen stranden. Die Welt ist verrückt es gibt nicht eine Uhr die
Wenn du mir sagst ich hab' drei Wünsche frei sag' ich was brauch' ich drei. Ich hab' nur einen nur einen für uns zwei. Bring mir noch einmal
Immerwieder dieses Raunen immerwieder dieses Staunen alle sind sie fasziniert von deinem Charme. Ich frag mich täglich ist denn das möglich
He was born so far away So the story's told We remember Christmas day When winter days grow cold With the time it passes by We put away the trim Then
I can't remember when you weren't there When I didn't care for anyone but you I swear, we've been through everything there is Can't imagine anything we
I am you, you are me We are the same, we are the same My heart is yours, your heart is mine They're the same, they're the same We don't have to say a
An angel on a Harley Pulls across to greet a fellow rolling stone Puts his bike up on it's stand Leans back and then extends A scarred and greasy hand
[Waitress:] "You wanna cup of coffee?" [Customers:] "Heh, Turn that fucking juke box down You want to turn down that juke box....loud in here" [Waitress
Eins, zwei, drei, alle Ooh, you cannot reach me now Ooh, no matter how you try Goodbye, cruel world, it's over Walk on by Sitting in a bunker here behind
Of the fish report with a beat." [Jim:] "We think of it as mainstreet But to the rest of the country It's Sunset Strip You're listening to KAOS in Los
I just cowered in the corner My pyjama coat over my head And she smiled as she finished her sandwich And her cold eyes fixed me to my dark history As
Little by little the night turns around Counting the leaves which tremble at dawn Lotuses lean on each other in yearning Under the eaves the swallow is
(Geesin) (....Adam, Adam, ....) (harmonizing voices)
(Geesin) (Instrumental)
What shall we use To fill the empty spaces Where we used to talk? How shall I fill the final places? How should I complete the wall
