Tulkojums: PROCENTU. Whos Knockin (/ pēdas Fb).
Tulkojums: PROCENTU. Put 'em Up.
Your smile tells more tales than a 10-dollar psychic And I know that love is your target But the dart you grasp is shy of sharp And a little limp for
It's questions like... "If the ocean froze and formed into a huge sheet of ice, would you skate to the other side of the world just to hold my hand?"
I've thought about it over and over again but i'm just not understanding. When i asked you if something was wrong why'd you tell me it was nothing. the
Empty promises you've made I've come face to face with the fact that your gone but the memory remain. They won't get me down theres someone for me who
The last night that i'll stay. the streetlights will pave the way. tomorrow i'll be gone. Our history left behind. As your gaze looses mine. tomorrow
Last night I dreamt that you were here. I looked into your eyes which were never so clear. Things were the same as they would before. You had to stay
How did the cat get so fat? A fork in the middle of my road causin me to make a choice beyond my comfort zone. Which path will I choose? Which way will
It's sad to know your summer's gone Worse to know your fall is coming Call your friends we'll talk about it Call your friends let's talk about it...
Remember the last time (we've fallen, we've fallen) When your worries past you by A second chance, my last regret Hasp my thoughts, let me forget The
I'll just pretend that I'm writing a movie with two main characters I'll do all the work and they'll be the ones that watch sunsets and cheat disaster
She's standing there with her perfect hair. I'd ask her to dance. Make such a romance. Lofting I turn i'm heading her way. each step that I take brings
You're taken by surprise. You found a way inside my heart. A heart that has been hurt and torn by love so many times. Dreams of you and the day we fall
Your eyes pierced through my lips, yeah All I bleed are smiles All I bleed are smiles Sitting in the corner with a razor and a smile All the others slowly
We sit on top of this blue tower And watch the fog talk to each other There's more traffic out here than on the 405 But we're flying We're flying higher
Another page has been added to this storybook i'm writing. my time here's overdue. more sad stories that i'll share with friends. i'm wondering why love
tell me if i'm wrong, for thinking this and tell me if i'm wrong, for making this our last kiss... (our last kiss cause I smell him on your shirt) (just
