Out of morning and into midnight, Through the sunrise and under moonlight. Isobella, oh! Isobella, dream of me. Everything that comes from day Comes
Autumn, it feels like autumn Although the breeze is still, I feel the chill of autumn Oh, yes, it's autumn, it's always autumn However green the hill,
Autumn in New York, why does it seem so inviting? Autumn in New York, it spells the thrill of first knighting Glittering crowds and shimmering clouds
Midnight's calling Are you close behind? Midnight's calling Are you close behind? Trees without leaves And notes that don't ring Wine left to rot And
"I Fall" is recorded by The Damned. This is a punk cover only. I gotta full moon A smaller room than I need A candy store a sexy whore Yes I bleed A
I never promised you a happy ending You never said you wouldn't make me cry But summer love will keep us warm long after Our autumn goodbye, autumn goodbye
She wakes up, rage and grace Pulling me closer, pushing away And me, the sharpest thorn on your vine Twisting and turning, we're all intertwined Broken
One is for envy And one just for spite The cuts in my heart They show in your eyes Don?t make it better The twisting knife Turns all by itself On to
There's a moment in time and it's stuck in my mind Way back when we were just kids 'Cause your eyes told the tale of an act of betrayal I knew that somebody
Show me how to lie, you?re getting better all the time And turning all against the one is an art that?s hard to teach Another clever word sets off an
When It's Autumn In The Soul Black Shapes Uprise And Time Grows Old How Much Longer To Endure The Pain In The Distance Her Name Echoes Across The Plain
Seen it all, heard the talk Heart unturned, watch you're leaving Some things have to fall on you Some things have to fall on you I lift you up, pray
Frosten biter kvar Nu nar min framtid ter sig ljus I landet som jag byggt Har du just varit allt utom trygg Men langsamt Sa langsamt Kom ta mig hela
Autumn in New York Why does it seem so inviting? Autumn in New York It spells the thrill of first-nighting Glittering crowds and shimmering clouds In
I was taken by surprise by the thunder Sit and stared out at the rain Taken back, I was younger In a vacant lot day And the fall brought an Indian
The things I am missin' You're huggin' and you're kissin' Now that you're gone It's your love I'll be missin' You and me, and happiness could be Could
When I feel that chill, smell that fresh cut grass I'm back in my helmet, cleats, and shoulderpads Standin' in the huddle, listenin' to the call Fans
I want your number so we can talk I can't remember the last time I felt so lost You changed your address You changed your name You were an Indian summer