My mind wants to forget Those sequenses they Rock n' Roll inside my head Over and over and over again I concentrate harder and harder and then You are just an image
: You left me wearing nothing but a shell You left me wearing nothing but a shell This feeling you've left me, is the image of hell I thought that you
a frole Cet instant ou nos ames ont touche le ciel et ton parfum de miel ton parfum de miel quelque soit la fin de nos voyages tu restera ma plus belle image
: Is it her way is it the way she looks at you seeing her face as you walk through the crowded avenue that sets you afire remembering all you left behind
: I've tried so many times Have lied when we were blind You act all so concerned It seems you'll never learn Don't say I'm evil inside You just reflect
: Now I know how it feels This is not just a dream All I can see is you I need to be with you Angels have come to show Just which way I should go All
: You feel the way I do Love has changed its course Crashed upon the shore I can see it in your eyes I can feel the hurt, Far beyond the word 'good bye
: You caught me with your eyes I can feel what's on your mind Just like a gentle breeze Touching only when you please [Chorus:] Shut down She's a mad
: Hard and cold she seems To one who does not know her But deep down inside she's warm and bright I know her [Chorus:] Little wild thing You've got
: I wonder who really cares! What is happening everywhere TV is bringing the news More killing, more abuse We've fought too We've lied too We've talked
: I have never seen her cry Hasn't shown the slightest smile, oh Doesn't share her deepest thoughts She just lets her body talk [Chorus:] I can't resist
: Do you know why I'm cold as ice Why we don't seem to harmonize Don't care to talk Can't even cry [Chorus:] With a glove of stone You've got no control
: I don't mind simple rules so we won't live like cavemen But I won't let them take what is left of my freedom [Chorus:] So tired, worn out My tears
: You're a great big talker Tell them what to do Giving out directions You don't follow through You're a great complainer Haven't done a thing Good
in a dream? i don't want to know what i think i suppose out of the light and into this time of demise and there's a cross on the hill the holy image lies
image of the invisible Free will is ours and we can't let go We are the image of the invisible We can't allow this, the quiet cull We are the image of
than carbon and chemicals free will is ours and we can't let go we can't allow this, the quiet cull so we sing out this, our canticle we are the image
: You act a pansy, pushover Do live your fancy, go lower Who is that, something says your name You seem chancy, moreover The call is mine I'm gonna
