Michael Stipe piosenki

You arrived as I was leaving You were filled with that popular feeling I could tell by the walk I have heard about the walk Think to yourself, like when you’re in bed Something clobbered me in the head Am I ready to leave, you said I have exhausted t...

At number 56-7-8-9... It doesn't matter Of a well-known secret street If you knock on the door First once then three more knocks You're let inside Alone, and sometimes even not alone A maid, without saying a word Walks in front of you With stairs, en...

Those schoolgirl days of telling tales And biting nails are gone But in my mind I know they will still live on and on But how do you thank someone Who has taken you from crayons to perfume? It isn't easy, but I'll try If you wanted the sky I would write a...