Wash away the thoughts inside That keep my mind away from you No more love and no more pride And thoughts are all I have to do Ooo ooh, remember when
Ye gentlemen of high renown, come listen unto me That takes delight in fox hunting by every degree A story I will tell to you, concerning of a fox Near
Sandpaper kisses, paper cut bliss Don't know what this is but it all leads to this You're gonna leave her You have deceived her, ooh, just a girl Ooh
It's gonna boom Mariachi This really fine piece of madera And this will be the counter Of the Pueblo Tabacalera Shape, it up, shape it up, shape it up
Wait till after dark We'll try to make a mark One that stays until we're done And we'll pretend again Lets try not to forget where we are And who we'
Recall faces and enmities, re-paint yours with a nice new stain. Cover me like a virgin sea shell. Detest the one who makes you whole.
(Py Backman, Hakan Hemlin & Mats Wester) Dar stod han pa en hog av sten, ett monument av nagons liv En krossad drom, nu var det tyst och regnet foll Och
It's raining, it's raining It's raining, it's raining Oh, I'm glad it rained I'm glad it rained In this house I stay Oh, I'm glad it rained Yes, I'm
And it rained all night and washed the filth away Down New York air-conditioned drains Oh, the click click clack of the heavy black trains A million engines
It was the night when the sky rained fire It was the night when the stars begin to fall Baby I feel guilty There's no reason why Oh baby, 'cause I promised
purified urination the quickest path between two points is a straight line I am going to take the color away touching things again just like the first
Una pequena lluvia cayo sobre nuestro pequeno amor, y gota a gota el dia se perdio indefenso ante la oscuridad. Una pequena lluvia y yo desnuda bajo
If you're afraid to touch my hand, That's all right I understand, All the changes you been through, I've been rained on to, You don't know you can't
Into my imagination, into my pulsing veins. Within my aching heart, you seem to ease the pain. Just one more cut through my skin And I can feel my life
I see your face as they carry you away. Now you are gone andI am alone. Alone, searching for you, will I ever find you? Lost, eager to return to thee
Beneth the lonely willow, the tired angel lays. Her arms outstreached, her stomach curled, from deep within she cries... "Why do I seek peace? Why doth