Kristin Hersh - Winter
Tekst :
How do you talk againI forgot
Like sand in naked flame
Oh yeah!
Like winter coming
Not a fighter
You have to fight
The harsh blows dealt you in your short life
So lonely
Hold me
Til sunrise
Snow geography
I m catching on
Winter wears high heels
Oh yeah!
And the light is dazzling
Not a liar
You have to lie cause shadows haunt you
In your headlights
So lonely
Hold me
Til sunrise
And breaking save me
Til sunrise
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
I miss it all
I miss all, all your love
Oh, yeah yeah
I miss all, all this now
I think that I ve found the truth
I think love is no more
But explaining love made its move
Said goodbye and walked through my door
Oh, yeah yeah
I miss all, all this now
I think that I ve found the truth
I think love is no more
But explaining love made its move
Said goodbye and walked through my door
All grown up
Ohh ohh ohh ohh,
ohh ohh ohh,
ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh
on the dark side of my life,
it wont shine cause there s no light
but I got my own surprise,
shut your eyes and hold me tight
there s no...
ohh ohh ohh,
ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh
on the dark side of my life,
it wont shine cause there s no light
but I got my own surprise,
shut your eyes and hold me tight
there s no...
Shine
You give me love
You give me love
You give me love
You give me love
You give me
In the morning see you shine
Feel your body moving mine
The twilight slowly turning
I watch you walking away
You give me love
You give me love
You give me love
You give me
In the morning see you shine
Feel your body moving mine
The twilight slowly turning
I watch you walking away
Lovers in the backseat
Shes quiet when shes down
Strangers from other towns
Nowhere to be found
On this side of the scene
Would you like a cigarette,
Or my hand upon your shoulder?
I think we might have met
Would you like me to come over?
There s lovers in the...
Strangers from other towns
Nowhere to be found
On this side of the scene
Would you like a cigarette,
Or my hand upon your shoulder?
I think we might have met
Would you like me to come over?
There s lovers in the...
Mój
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tu, tu, tu zostanie.
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tu, tylko tu.
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