(I) walk around, and take it all in Tell me now, where have I been? Nothin' like reality To get your mind in gear Lived my life to the extreme A lost
So I walk a little too fast and I drive a little too fast And I'm reckless it's true, but what else can you do At the end of a love affair? So I talk
I picked you out Of a crowd and talked to you I said, "I like your shoes" You said, "Thanks can I follow you?" So it's up the stairs and out of view No
Youve got to give a little, take a little, And let your poor heart break a little. Thats the story of, thats the glory of love. Youve got to laugh a
You got me cheap, wherein I was wounded back in the days of woe You got me cheap, wherein I was wounded back in the days of woe I then deceived us,
As the flame of the candle stands still in the biting air And the silhouettes of a broken man crash to the floor He rues the day he flew too close to
Ooh, oh, listen Girl, you have had played on my mind before Yes, you did But this time, I can't turn my back on you, no No, no, no Your mean evil ways
She loves because she loves And she dreams the same way that she loves And she suffers because she does And I love everything she does Silent as the
I could vividly recall my mood the day that art was murdered The wind blew a thin layer of dust on my garden bird Everything you knew was sideways and
Just like old time you were here last night And gone were my worries and cares When I awoke I knew then that I had dreamed of an old love affair I was
It was somethin' as simple As makin' the bed That kicked off the voice Inside her head She was smoothin' the sheet With the palm of her hand When the
When I talk to you my love I like it when you understand When you want me close to you I like to be as close as I can Wherever we go together This is
Just like old times you were here last night and gone was my worry and care When I awoke I knew then that I had dreamed of an old love affair I was alone
C'era tanti anni fa Una ragazza che si Chiamava o O era una ragazza bellissima Ma anche molto strana Mi sembrava sempre Molto triste e voleva Tempre
Every story, tale or memoir Every saga or romance Whether true or fabricated Whether planned or happenstance Whether sweeping through the ages Casting
You been taking your time Thought by now that you'd be mine You just want fun that's fine by me But baby don't waste my time Good things come when
