: You can't stay there You can't stay there You can't stay there You can't stay there There were rooms of forgiveness In the house that we share But
: In Europe and America, there's a growing feeling of hysteria Conditioned to respond to all the threats In the rhetorical speeches of the Soviets Mr
: If you need somebody, call my name If you want someone, you can do the same If you want to keep something precious You got to lock it up and throw
: There's a moon over Bourbon Street tonight I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight I've no choice but to follow that call The bright lights
: Under the ruins of a walled city Crumbling towers in beams of yellow light No flags of truce, no cries of pity The siege guns had been pounding through
: This one's going out to you girl, wherever you may be I may not be the way you wanted it, I got a need to be free Yet I know that I need someone and
This one's going out to you girl wherever you may be I may not be the way you wanted it I got a need to be free Yet I know that I need someone and I'm
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quanto vorrei Che non finisse piu Angeli nel blu, blu Angeli nel blu, oh no! Angeli nel blu, piu su Per sempre noi angeli nel cielo Per sempre noi angeli
breathe, let it be, find a little heaven Find a little heaven with me My blue angel it's no crime To make sweet love in the moonlight, oh My blue angel
[Verse 1] If my house flowed down in the river If all of these walls tumble down in the storm If this war took all of my money All of my pride But I?d
I feel like a boy the age of 13 My body grows up But my mind stays the same Look me in the face What do you see? How do you tell an angel That you
The sky's been gray every day since I lost you But I know the sun is shinin' somewhere beyond the blue My eyes were red when you said that we were through
I guess, I saw through you, I've seen your colors blue Tryin' to join me when I'm on top observing what I do But then you weren't around, I was down and
me find her before my angel is gone Looking for my blue angel The same one that flew from my arms last night If you see my blue angel Tell her that Heaven
As seven ticks to eight 'o' clock, he rumbles down the stairs Mother's cooking in her kitchen, father's in his chair The headline on the front page reads
Anna blue oh Anna blue oh Anna Not me, not you Just time and a sigh On a line look in fine print- The small town dream To be part of the scene You can