Nick Lowe piosenki

You got the style, you got the sense That makes a man race til he's spent That makes him twang like a guitar string You hold the power and pain I go to work, but I'm in late I can't think or concentrate My rocket ride will have to wait I'm in a beautiful stat...

You inspire me When my eyes begin to glaze You inspire me In so many ways When I'm on the ground You seem to know How to pour blessings down And spread them all around You inspire me When my well is almost dry You inspire me And in the twinkling of an eye I'm...

You make me It's out of my hands You see I don't wanna do wrong to you You make me You make me I strive to be strong But I'm weak You say what useless excuse is this You make me I try with my might To have and to hold But there's something to it That I can't...