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Pain is rising, deep inside
I've been dying, I've been trying
Call my name in lonely nights
And where the love goes is where the wind blows
I can remember all the things that you said
Will I remember can I remember
I see emotion in your eyes
Will I remember can I remember
If I was just a sailor could I sail without a boat
If I ever had a harbour I would never loose my hope
You turn my inspiration, you turn the world with me
If I ever had a harbour I would be the deepest sea
If I was just a sailor could I sail without a boat
If I ever had a harbour I would never loose my hope
You turn my inspiration, you turn the world with me
If I ever had a harbour I would be the deepest sea
Pain is rising, so deep inside
'Cause I've been dying, so deep inside
Loneliness is killing me
I've been dying, I've been trying
Live your life and let mine be
Cause where the love goes is where the wind blows
I can remember all the things that you said
Will I remember, can I remember
I see the motion in your soul
Will I remember, can I remember
If I was just a sailor could I sail without a boat
If I ever had a harbour I would never loose my hope
You turn my inspiration, you turn the world with me
If I ever had a harbour I would be the deepest sea
If I was just a sailor could I sail without a boat
If I ever had a harbour I would never loose my hope
You turn my inspiration, you turn the world with me
If I ever had a harbour I would be the deepest sea
Pain is rising
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Fragment na dzis:
Liroy : Moja autobiografia
I
Minęło 27 lat od kiedy przyszedłem na świat
71 rocznik - Kielce
moje miasto, moja mała ojczyzna
zajebista
to jest oczywista sprawa
mój dom to pocieszki a pocieszki to zabawa
stary taka właśnie klima
czy lato czy zima, -
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deszcz czy słońce
zawsze tam było na maxi bez końca
od małego musiałem stawiać życiu czoła
podwórko, kumple to była dla mnie szkoła
stary
imprezy, kanciapy, godziny policyjne, wojny osiedlowe
niewinne dzieciństwo - stary zapo-
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mnij
nie jedna osoba jeszcze nie raz to wspomni
jak to było kiedy osiedle się bawiło
wspomnimy nie raz jak to wtedy stary było
II
Od dzieciństwa miałem tylko same problemy
ciągłe kłopoty ze szkołą
ojcem - bez ści....
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