who ain't good enought to make love to foolish guys And my "Paradise" doesn't wanna hear me playing piano all the time I have to try to have my baby
And yet we're still Such grand old friends Such devoted and old friends Words cannot suggest What's in my heart And for the rest Why even start? My
I'll try to describe the way that it felt To tell my own mother her son is a failure His heart is too cold to love anyone but himself It's like stabbing
the meaning of love This war is over now I feel I'm coming home again An arrow of freedom Is piercing my heart Breaking chains of emotion Give a moment
, pacin', ancient electric secret never sleepin' to miss the AM oasis my name is a wired heart, sloppy obligation turn my stilt into my guilt and have
, Let freedom ring! My native country, thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love. I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My heart
We praise His own divine Majesty With all our love and honesty We thank You for our land, that's prosperity You preserve my culture and my African heritage
sun burning on my skin I can feel the sun from deep within I can hear the earth calling out my name I can hear the earth crying out in pain I'm coming
I got class I'm going to heaven with my lickin' ass Shit for brains, piss in my pants I rape and contain my catholic domain Sticks and stones break my
bigger than the air I breathe The world we'll leave God will save the day and all will say My glorious Clouds are breaking, heaven's come to earth Hearts
the monastery garden sat a woman with a book A manuscript that lay within her frail and trembling arms She looked around her nervously as guilt rose in her heart
a book A manuscript that lay within her frail and trembling arms She looked around her nervously as guilt rose in her heart But the sway of curiosity
part of me That I would give to you? If kindness were my style Where is the soul of me? Where is my heart? In my own time Better leave it behind In
woman's heart A woman's heart Burns deadlier than the sleeping beast. Hang your head in shame Every time you break another woman's heart.
receive your word, break the yoke, I receive your word, break the yoke. Praying with my brother is such a precious time, When I confessed my weaknesses
my hands In his heart, in his eyes In his soul there?s no sign of thunder Screams, can you hear the screaming When another restless soul must die In his heart
Doc was scared and he was nervous cause he didn't know quite where to start Don't you know his conscience fought him he come to break the old man's heart
heart the savage lashing heart of the House of the storm of Usher. The breaking of the heart! Beating of the heart heart