Sitting on a hillside Watching all the people die I feel much better on the other side I'll thumb a ride I believe in magic Why? Because it is so quick
Tradução: Amor. El Teléfono Rojo.
of humility? It came to my ears in the goddamn loveliest melody. How grateful I was then to be part of the mystery, to love and to be loved. Let's just
walks with you? Oh, does he know that place below your neck that's your favorite to be touched? And does he cry through broken sentences like, "I love
Detroit city on the telephone Who do you love, who do you love The man on the line tells me you ain't home Who do you love, who do you love I don'
Yes to your love and there's no secrets High and ascending, delving deeper Fly like an angel wings unfurling Fanning the flames of love eternal All around the world the love
a minute, wait, get your head on straight I drop seventeen tears from eyes every fucking day I gotta wonder if they do Should I burn the rebel flag or the red
: (J. Baez) Red telephone sitting by my bed Practically bore your name Lying alone in the twilight zone Waiting for your call to come in Hadn't been
I met a girl named Joy She was a sweet and happy thing Her eyes were bright blue jewels And we were married in the spring I had no idea what happiness and little love
: Hanging on the telephone I'm glad that we're all alone Felling kind of cool today Listening to what you say Rainbows in my head Green red and
: Hanging on the telephone I'm glad that we're all alone Felling kind of cool today Listening to what you say Rainbows in my head Green red and blue
: [Verse 1] Chinchilla to the floor, Cigarillo full of dro White Benz double doors, I could change colors though Blue Ferrari, red Bent, black truck
: Ring ring goes your telephone You act like you ain't at home You shut me out but it turns me on Red lipstick, black dresses A look that I should not
bunny girl. happy shopper. bouncing ball. telephone dial. shifting sun. you are waiting for a bus. bedford sun. in the end. human pleasure. transmit love
over he'd said that he still respected her and, after all, it was certainly the way of nature and even though no, he didn't love her, he did feel an
there's no one home Cut the wires on the telephone Our hearts are pounding like a hurricane Makin' love to the rhythm of the pourin' rain Makin' love
Jim Carey, Mike Myers, hell we claiming them all it's the Great White North home of the funniest actors the brunt of the joke with an abundance of laughter the Red
wo After the love After the love After the love is gone Eternal Eter-nal After the love is gone After the love After the love is gone Is go
