You say that this is the end, And I feel the knife cut off my right hand. You may not care right now, But if it’s over, it’s done and I won’t turn around. Love is dyin’. There ain’t no use in cryin’. You oughta know me better than that, I really love you if…
Ağlayarak gelir insan hayatta Bir sinema rol var sanada Haklılar baş rolde kalsada darda Helbette bir hikmet var acılarda Bitecek bu oyun final mezarda Sen beklede bu filmin bak sonuna İki mehtebi var ödünç yaşamın Bir sahip hak biri kapkara İyilikten cennet bul gel imtihana Her şeyin fazlası zararsa kula Yananı düşün uy seneryoya Bir…
Son pişmanlık fayda etmez Sen kaybettin a canım umrumda değilsin Bir çok defa şans vermiştin Sen aşkımın a canım değerini bilemedin Yoksun artık benim dünyamda Niye beni ararsin Bir gün bende olmak için daha çok yanacaksın Güle güle sana elveda Herkez kendi yoluna Hiç boşuna yalvarma Aşkın anlayana
(Corky Laing/Ian Hunter) Once upon a time She was the virgin of a million lonely minds And now it’s such a crying shame She does not even know her name No-one ever knew All the heavy changes she’s been going through All the sons and lovers on her mind Cos easy money’s hard to find…
(David Lee/Tony Lane) If this ole heart Was built like a truck These Rocky ole roads wouldn’t be so rough And if it ever broke down I’d patch it up If this ole heart was built like a truck If this ole heart was made like a train A lot of smoke and steel, wouldn’t…
The earth spins much too fast here. I lay down and brace myself. I dig my fingers deep into the dirt. I feel the filth inside me rise. I feel it rise to the skin. I don’t want to be spun off. Space is a hostile environment.
There’s popcorn for dinner last night it was cheesecake a little sleepy-time tea spiked with another heartache I smell you hair the clothes I wear I miss your face can’t you see I’m bent all out of shape you got me bent all out of shape I couldn’t lie if I tried yeah you kept…
That’s How Much I Love You Cat. #0888 (MFH #660) – As sung by Ollie Gilbert, Mountain View, Arkansas on August 29, 1969 VERSE 1 If I had a nickel, tell you what I’d do Spend it all for candy, n’ give it all to you Spend it all for candy, n’ give it all…
[Lauryn Hill] AhhhhhH! Check the crippled man, sittin in the church My conscience hurts, flesh like me hits the dirt She’s paralyzed from her feet to her thighs And the man who pulled the trigger didn’t even lose his necktie Hi/I check Jimmy cuttin hair at the barbershop He plays the bass guitar, like David…
The door is opening there’s a glimmer of light Keep on pushing it will give tonight And I don’t care if it takes me long It really doesn’t matter if its right or wrong The fires are burning and its warm inside my soul As we wander down the road The gift is mine tonight…