: Quando ta escuro E ninguem te ouve Quando chega a noite E voce pode chorar Ha uma luz no tunel Dos desesperados Ha um cais de porto Pra quem precisa
: I hear the guitars ringin' out Ringin' out down Union Street I hear the lead singer shoutin' out, girl I wanna be a slave to the beat Yeah, tonight
: One, two, three, four I'd like to sing to you, if you'd like me too I'd like to sing to you, if you'd like me too I'd like to sing, sing, sing, sing
: Ho gia' scontato la mia pena e finalmente torno in liberta' pero' non hai risposto alla mia lettera che dice non sentirti in colpa se se non m'ami
: (Instrumental)
: Call it what you want I said just call it what you want Yeah we're locked up in ideas We like to label everything Well I'm just gonna do here what
: Never wanna stand up for myself Never wanna get in the way, I said it I don?t know what the plan is, But you can share with me, ?cause I?ll Be listening
: I'll hold your hand when you are feeling mad at me When the monsters they wont go, The windows, they wont close, I'll pretend to see what you see
: Rise above gonna start the war Whacha want whacha need whacha come here for Well an eye for an eye and an F for fight Takin me down is a prisoners
: Forget your problems Lay down inside of Your innocence of what you are Is What I want I bring my colors Drip down and drained out Tried a million things
: Well I've been just I've been a bug unknown I know all about it but my heart is strong I've been away been running to save my head Yeah the warrants
: Sometimes life it takes you by the hand. It puts you down before you know it It?s gone and you?re dead again. I?ve been in places and I won?t pretend
: Robert's got a quick hand. He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan. He's got a rolled cigarette, hanging out his mouth he's a cowboy
: Yet again, I'm hustling, hustling, hustling [x3] But I can't seem to catch a dime Take a little hit and I lose the time I took the man and his horse
: I'm coming home I've done my time, Now I've got to know what is and isn't mine, If you receive my letter tellin' you I'd soon be free, Then you'll
: Now I rest my head from Such an endless dreary time A time of hopes and happiness That had you on my mind Those days are gone and now it seems As if
: I'm coming home I've done my time And I have to know what is or isn't mine If you received my letter Telling you I'd soon be free Then you'd know just