Angels On Her Shoulders
She walked right in
As time slowed down
But not enough
To keep me from ordering up
Another round
In a bottomless cup
That I had found
In the hopes of never waking up the
Jukebox played
An old country song
About steel guitars
And how he'll try his level best
To get along
In the same old bar
Though friends gone wrong
Well he once had love but I never got that far
She must have angels on her shoulders
Their light wherever she may be
She says the angels do not know her
I guess I'm the only one who sees.
So I got my drink
And my fix my rose
But I need much more
Then this powdered blue and rented tuxedo
I need a line
A-something she don't know
Cause' she's probably heard them all a thousand times
So I caught her eye
For the next song
And the waltz replaced
The tango like she knows that I don't belong
In these shoes
I feel all wrong
But that's just my pride, what have I got to lose?
Well last call called
But I didn't hear
I was too busy looking
At her across the remnants of my beer
She stood to leave
And then it all came clear
That life without her was all I had to fear
You must have angels on your shoulders
Their light wherever you may be
She asks me would I like to show her?
I think I might be just the guy you need.
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Не Дощ
Давай без сліз завершимо любов, Без зайвих слів, образ і звинувачень, І, в той, момент коли пульсує ненависть і кров, Протягнемо назустріч руки Приспів: Не дощ і не сніг, стримати мене не зміг, Не дощ і
Раненое Сердце
Половина мира у меня внутри --- Ты забудь что было и в глаза смотри. Зачеркни обиды, не сжигай мосты, Ты еще не видел мира красоты. Я отдам надежду, я смогу простить, Раненое сердце продолжает жить. Раненое
ГУД-БАЙ
По проспекту не спеша, До чего ж я хороша, Поет душа, Моя душа... Сигаретку закурю, Без причины поманю, Я так люблю - себя люблю! Припев: Подойди ко мне, я не обижу, ай-ай-ай, Все твои сейчас желания вижу, ай-ай-ай... My Love,
God Knows
Well I turned left just like you told me to I get excited by the moves you do I'm on a mission and I'm gonna get away Well I saw her standing all
Как Летать?
Мне к тебе нельзя, до боли Письма в цель, ты помнишь Запах, цвет и волны, На подушке осень сна моих волос. И не держи в ладони, Мой портрет на волю. Не смогу, не помню Ни цветов, ни
