She's going out to forget they were together All that time he was taking her for granted She wants to see if there's more Than he gave she's looking for
Now it's just a memory and it's hard to think Hard to think about it 'Bout the love I left behind, I can't help but think What could I have done about
Appliances have gone berserk I cannot keep up Treading on people's toes Snot-nosed little punk And I can't face the evening straight You can offer me
I will shake myself into your pocket Invisible Do what you want Do what you want I will sink and I will disappear I will slip into the groove And cut
Where have all the flowers gone A long time passing Where have all the flowers gone A long ago Where have all the flowers gone Girl, they're picked up
You have your very own number They dress your cage in its nature Once you roared now you just grunt lame Pace around pathetic pound games Wanna get out
How can I find something That two can take Without stumbling as we Walk into our future's wake I'm like a broken record That you can play Repeating as
Lyin' in my bed Thoughts in my head Visions of you But I can't get through the night So pick up the phone I know you're home You're playin' with my heart
Lo, how a rose e'er blooming From tender stem hath sprung! Of jesse's lineage coming As men of old have sung It came, a flow'ret bright, Amid the cold
French: Dome Epais (from Lakme) Sous le dome epais, ou le blanc jasmin A la rose s?assemble, Sur la rive en fleurs riant au matin, Viens, descendons
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I'm under pressure, be-gi-gi-ginning to overdrive. I'm a loose canon mmh, I will not make it out alive. See I'm wrapped around your finger, I'm digging
I love to watch the Hummingbirds just hovering for hours They look like mini-helicopters pollinating flowers And yet I still feel sorry for the little
(Nathan) There is nothing glamorous in this simple town But there's this special flower that can only bloom right here And all the heavy burdens in our
dance floor Go straight to the dance floor when you hear this sound when you hear this sound straight to the dance floor Go straight to the dance floor
Artist: Written by Georges Bizet Song: La Fleur Que Tu M'Avais Jetee from Carmen Ou, tu m'entendras! Je le veux! La fleur que tu m'avais jetee, Dans
When I was a little girl my father used to say "If trouble ever troubles you just dream your cares away" A dream is a wish your heart makes When you'
Woke up this mornin' With an awful achin' head. Woke up this mornin' With an awful achin' head. My new man left me. I'm just a bloom in an empty bed.