stranger babe who knows too much Well you come home late and get undressed You lie in bed, feel this emptiness Well listen to me 'Til every river runs dry Until the sun
: Dark weekends in the sun out on Chelsea Road Descending the stairs, Frankie, my one Check your makeup in the mirror c'mon babe let's go We'll dance
wake up so downhearted girl I see you feeling so tired and confused I wonder what it's worth to me or you Just waiting to see some sun Never knowing if
: there are days when I fear for my life think that's strange? well that's the waste of you ah, la, la, la, la, la, la, sun up time now for you to run
: These are the days When I fear for my life Think that's strange Well that's the waste of you Sun up time now for you to run I will always know you
: [Intro:] Things and Time strange El Shaddai El Shaddai Mi call pan de fatha fi I and I Guide I along these streets today Guide all de youths dem along
a sweat and I haven?t had to run for the list of one-thousand -and-one that does plague me on some days when the sun rays don?t come Parking Inspector
Someone, the one, my one The only one That's the someone The someone The only one That's the someone That I lost He's nothing but a stranger Come on
revient le soir [I'm looking for the shadows, to dance with you my love On those old musics that come back into memory When the sun turns off and the
the sun will arise Tale as old as time Tune as old as song Bittersweet and strange Finding you can change Learning you were wrong Certain as the sun
surprise Ever as before Ever just as sure As the sun will arise Tale as old as time Tune as old as song Bittersweet and strange Finding you can change
highway to the stars, and left me halfway there; I hold you in my dreams, your tender kiss is never what it seems, 'Cos when I wake up in the morning sun
The Clash) I come from a long way away And I know a fine thing when I see it. See it For the same reason no one ever Pointed a telescope at the sun Talking
yourself a life I hope that you're sorry For not accepting me For not adoring me That's why I'm not your wife People are stranger People in danger People are stranger
ride on my bicycle, I ride thinking of you As I'm riding on my tricycle, I ride I see the sun in the trees, and I feel the psychedelic breeze And I see the sun