If I had to choose one Person to keep from Falling off the earth to Stay here with me I'd hold on to you my Foot tied to a tree you'd Bid farewell to
There will always be someone better than you Even if you're the best So let's stop the competition now Or we will both be losers And I'm ashamed I ever
I got a friend, doesn't talk to me He doesn't tell me what is going on He doesn't like it when I open up Oh and I got a friend who's a lot like me I never
My goodness is a tumbleweed, blowing away from me I neglected the garden, it wilted and it hardened Like a lifeless bouquet I let it blow away Blow away
My old home with flowers on all the tables Where did all that go I guess the flowers got old and died Wilted and dried from the sun who was never that
A long winter and a red hot summer I don't remember very much about that year What I recall is a fear of falling in love While I was I gave everything
I am dry, I'm your shirt, and I've been hung out on a line And I have designs so if you stain me, I will still seem fine But really, you're just wearing
If you wanna derail this train Bend away the track, say you love me back The way I love you No whistle blows And the rhythm slows down A train without
Oh where am I gonna find a free feeling Oh the one I've always wanted to know Where I am not afraid of revealing, oh no I'll show whatever I want whenever
I been thinking 'bout what happened back in eighty-nine When I was born my momma she almost died Seem like a hell of a way to start out for me Walk right
I find a couple of stars in the sky The rest are all being outshined by the light of this town So I look down at the ground and see the stars in the sidewalk
Did you hear about me Me and what I've done I wrote a letter to sweet Louise I confessed my love And I thought that everyone would know by now I've been
Is it wicked not to care when they say that you?re mistaken Thinking hopes and lots of dreams that aren't there? Is it wicked not to care, when you've
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Is it wicked not to care when they say that you're mistaken Thinking hopes and lots of dreams that aren't there? Is it wicked not to care when you've
Vertaling: Hillcrest Road. Mooi nag vir 'n mesgeveg.
: You see you're more than beautiful There is no metaphor That can describe what my eyes see So don't you take this personal But had to let you know
