In deinen augen steht so vieles, was mir sagt. Du f??hlst genauso wie ich. Du bist das mädchen, das zu mir gehört, Ich lebe nur noch f??r dich
We sing heyla heyla heyla - hey We sing heyla heyla - hey Singing heyla heyla heyla - ho Hey - ho Heyla heyla heyla - hey Everybody feels ok It's a beautiful
Beach baby, beach baby, beach baby, beach baby oh oh oh Beach baby, beach baby, beach baby, beach baby oh oh oh Do you remember back in old l.
Now I've had the time of my life No, I never felt like this before Yes, I swear, it's the truth And I owe it all to you 'cause I've had the time of my
One morning in June, some twenty years ago I was born a rich man's son I had everything that money could buy But freedom I had none I've been looking
DH: You never close your eyes anymore when I kiss your lips MM: And there's no tenderness like before in your fingertips DH: You're trying hard not to
[Utterson] You have your work And nothing more ! You are possessed- What is your demon ? You've never been This way before- Where is the fire
Now I've had the time of my life No, I never felt like this before Yes, I swear, it's the truth And I owe it all to you 'Cause I've had the time of
[Hyde] What is this feeling Of power and drive I've never known ? I feel alive ! Where does this feeling, Of power derive, Making me know Why
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the treetops glisten and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow Oh
I like to be in America Ok to be in America Everything's free in America For a small fee in America I like the city of San Juan I know a boat you can
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me I once was lost, but now I'm found Was blind, but now I see T'was grace that taught my
I feel so bad, I gotta worried mind I'm so lonesome all the time Since I left my baby behind on blue bayou Savin' nickels, savin' dimes Workin' till
Riding on the city of New Orleans Illinois Central, Monday morning rail Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders Three conductors and twenty five sacks
Almost Heaven, West Virginia Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River Life is old there, older than the trees Younger than the mountains, blowin' like a
All the leaves are brown And the sky is gray I've been for a walk On a winters day I'd be safe and warm If I was in L.A. California dreaming On such
[Lucy] I feel your fingers- Cold on my shoulder- Your chilling touch, As it runs down my spine- Watching your eyes As they invade my soul- Forbidden
Deck the halls with boughs of holly Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la 'Tis the season to be jolly Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Don we now our gay apparel