Letras:
Eagles

: No more walks in the wood The trees have all been cut down And where once they stood Not even a wagon rut Appears along the path Low brush is taking

: (D. Henley and G. Frey) Now, where you going? Now, what's the rush? You listen here No, you just hush I know what you think That man don't know anything

: Say goodbye to all your pain and sorrow Say goodbye to all those lonely nights Say goodbye to all your blue tomorrows Now you're standing in the light

: You feel bad, but not bad enough You know you had it coming 'cause you played so rough Back over your shoulder got an icy chill Man, you thought you

: I love to watch a woman dance She bows her head and lifts her hands Her hips begin to circle slowly Her eyes have closed; her face is holy She holds

: I like to go out every now and then I can't wait to do it again But I haven't had the time Lately I like to step out every once in a while I kind

: Look at the weather, look at the news Look at all the people in denial We're running time, leaving grace Still we worship at the marketplace While

: Moon shining down through the palms shadows moving on the sand somebody whispering the twenty-third psalm dusty rifle in his trembling hands somebody

: Raven hair and ruby lips sparks fly from her finger tips Echoed voices in the night she's a restless spirit on an endless flight wooo hooo witchy