coming through the cracks Don't you know we're living in stolen moments You steal enough, it feels like we're stopping time These days are gold, we're living in stolen moments
through the cracks Don't you know we're living in stolen moments You steal enough it feels like we're stopping time These days are gold we're living in stolen moments
Traducere: John Hiatt. Momente furate.
Darlin' if you've been a hurting I don't care what it is I wanna help for certain, but it takes more than a kiss All this love and affection I'm
She has the wind as a witness She has feelings that fly by night She believes in forgiveness But it's not love if it holds too tight And you can
Well my daddy he stood at the foot of the stairs He was calling to me at the time And I knew even then, I could die for the thoughts That I kept in
They have come to haunt the children They have come to walk the wind I can hear them as they rustle through the trees Looking for the love that killed
You look just like Mona Lisa, baby Have you got something up your sleeve? You got your arms folded and your legs propped up Oh, I must say, you're
Well I never went to college, babe I did not have the luck Rolled out of Indiana in the back of a pickup truck With no education higher Than the
Get a load of that guy With the dew rag on And the cowboy tie Man that cat is gone Form Memphis to Nashville Then way out west Put that Hollywood
There were seven little Indians Living in a brick house on Central Avenue Gathered 'round their daddy Tellin' stories in the living room From a
You were a tiny spark Caught in your parents' eyes When they made love in the dark You were the big surprise And the old man came through Gave his
Is this a place I can rest my poor head To gather my thoughts in sweet silence Is this a place where the feelings aren't dead From an overexposure
You were dreamin' on a park bench 'Bout a broad highway somewhere When the music from the carillon Seemed to hurl your heart out there Past the scientific
