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there's a silver bike
you know that I like
'cause I ride it on home
to you
there's a wind in the air
just as smooth as your hair
and I'm comming on home
to you
playing butterflies
playing butterflies
playing butterflies
with you
as the sun and the moon
take the turns over june
please don't leave me to soon
in bloom
it's the story of us
and I feel that i must
get it out of my system 'cause
you're gone
playing butterflies
playing butterflies
playing butterflies
with you
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Have you seen the faces I see every day
Or are you one of those who always turn away
As soon as something looks a little bit not OK
You pretend it's just an other beautiful day
Wish for a better life and you decide to spare some change
To lose your shame on I killed a man in pain I say
Wash the people of the streets away
They will never look the same
As you
Or me
As long as we don't turn those lights out
Imagine a day out on the streets without your pride
When the winter comes there's nowhere for you to hide
The sun goes up, goes down
There's no one by your side
Not you
Nor me
To busy with our own lives
Now who will miss these peoples desperate eyes
And who will miss these peoples desperate lies
When the day comes their graves
We'll be grey under them skies
No flowers, no friends
And that's the way it all ends
Who am I to tell you how to live your day
I'm also one of those who always turn away
As soon as something looks a little bit not OK
I pretend it's just another beautiful day
I pretend it's just another beautiful day
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I got this thing, though I don't want to
And I'd do anything, not to know you
But the fact that I sing cause I want to
Puts me in a ring of fire
Have you had a day, you had to be alone completely?
Been looking for a place where the streets and the sidewalks are empty?
If I must stay here
I wanna make it perfectly clear
To the ones who know my name
To the ones who care about fame
You should know that I'm the same
It's just a little bit different game
Even if you know me, don't say hello
Got to many thoughts in my head now
Just wanna sit and watch them grow
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what you gonna do?
when they say
that love has gone its own way
could you really know
how to play
a game that has not yet been written
today
watch these signs of warning as
you pass them on your road
remember all that has been said
and all that has been told
My love
don't you cry love
if you try love
you can do it
my love
don't you need love
if we tried love
we could do it
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I see trouble ahead, I don't know a place where I can rest my head
And I'm so tired, all this violence wears me out
Nothing's getting better I dread, it's an obvious case where someone ends up dead
And I'm so tired, all this violence wears me out
Wherever I'll go, wherever I'll be, there's violence in me, ey ey!
I always seem to end up behind enemy lines
Wherever I'll go, wherever I'll be, there's violence in me
I always seem to end up behind enemy lines
I do have a devil inside, and what's been done can never be denied
But I'm so tired, all this violence wears me out
I struggle every day and I strive, to keep them away so I can stay alive
I'm so tired, all this violence wears me out
Wherever I'll go, wherever I'll be, there's violence in me…
It's a place for dreamin' so it seems
It's a place for screamin' so it seems
It's a place for dreamin' so it seems to be
The only way we can do this thing again
Wherever I'll go, wherever I'll be, there's violence in me…
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Love comes first
But I was dying of thirst
A bubble about to burst
Things could be worse
Love comes first
Maybe I was cursed
From the day of my birth
Things could be worse
Put a lot of doubt in my mind
About the love I thought I had
Maybe I didn’t know what love was
But it was time to find out what was not
Was it just pure coincidence
For a kid with a liquid habit?
My way of going out in a bang?
I just had to reach out and grab it
Love comes first…
Love comes first…
Who was I to hurt and destroy?
How could I ignore someone’s heart?
Was I really that insecure
Or just evil, and ruthless from start?
I can never change what I’ve done
But never stop wondering how
A fugitive on the run
Maybe to hard, to see the truth now?
Love comes first…
Love comes first…
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I had this dream about belongin’ somewhere
I had this dream about a place where someone cares
Cause in my life, I’m lackin’ love
So I keep on askin’ the stars above
It all happened under these stars
It all happened under these stars
I’m asking the sky
The all seeing eye, about you
I had no hope in ever finding my way home
Did not believe I’d find a place to rest my bones
But in my life, I’m lackin’ love
So I keep on askin’ the stars above
It all happened under these stars…
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bones
heal my bones
stones
bones
fear in my bones
stones
waiting 'round for so long it hurts
denying all for so long makes worse
hearing all for so long it hurts
n' my bones
bones
heal my bones
stones
bones
fear in my bones
stones
waiting 'round for so long it hurts
denying all for so long makes worse
hearing all for so long it hurts
n' my bones
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As a fly on the wall I believe I can see what no one else sees
As a fly on the wall I retrieve and collect information
As a fly on the wall I look down, on this sad little town
As a fly on the wall I look down, on this sad little clown
As a fly on the wall I realize, I think I know those eyes
As a fly on the wall I see, this sad little clown is me
So give me a reason not to be, the drunk I am instinctively
So give me a reason not to fall, but now I still can't hear your call
Don't come find me tonight
Cause you won't like what you'll find
Don't come find me tonight
Cause you won't like what you'll find
As a fly on the wall I look down, on this sad little town
As a fly on the wall I look down, on this sad little clown
As a fly on the wall I realize, I think I know those eyes
As a fly on the wall I see, this sad little clown is me
But give me a reason not to be, the drunk I am instinctively
But give me a reason not to fall, but now I still can't hear your call
Don't come find me tonight…
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Ease your way
trough the dark times of the day
watch your love
as you walks down
that I
if you love her
you should tell her
that you felling down, down, down
if it matters
she will listen
to what you have to say
For the once you never knew
in our time
and our shame is hard to find
on their own
lifting stones
and it's our who break their bones
me and you
never knew
and our shame is hard to do
and it goes
and it goes
lots of time
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