Paper Lace piosenki

Sunday morning, up with the lark I think i´ll take a walk in the park Hey hey hey, it´s a beautiful day I´ve got someonme waiting for me And when i see heri know that she´ll say Hey hey hey, what a beautiful day Chorus Hi hi hi, beautiful sunday This is my my...

The marching band came down along main street. The soldier blues fell in behind. I looked across and there I saw Billy. Waiting to go and join the line. And with her head upon his shoulder. His young and lovely fiancee. From where I stood I saw she was cryin'....

Here's a door and here's a window Here's a ceiling here's a floor The room is lite like a black and white movie The T.V's on that's what it's for And if you walk real slowly You can hear the planet breathe There's no need to feel so lonely Now that we've all l...

Sunrise, this is the last thing that I'll ever see Out in the courtyard they're ready for me But I go to the Lord with no fear 'Cos I did what I did for Maria As I rode into town with the sun coming down All the windows were barred, there was no-one arou...

in my life, wasted opinion, distracted basically growing like vegetable stowing the secret i already know one victim reaction waiting, wasting i sit on the table my life in a blink my head is revolting i shudder to think i sit on my hands you've taken my sil...

Once upon a time you dressed so fine You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall" You thought they were all kiddin' you You used to laugh about Everybody that was hangin' out Now you don't talk so...

Oh, the black-eyed boys They motor-cycled into town The people cried, it's the black-eyed gang All in white, a super band Oh, the black-eyed boys They laid a rockin' rhythm down You feel the town starts to come alive Ev'rytime the black-eyed boys arrive Well,...

My daddy was a cop on the east side of Chicago Back in the U.S.A. back in the bad old days In the heat of a summer night In the land of the dollar bill When the town of Chicago died And they talk about it still When a man named Al Capone Tried to make...

Every time I think of you I get a shot right through Into a bolt of blue It's no problem of mine But it's a problem I find Living the life that I can't leave behind There's no sense in telling me The wisdom of a fool won't set you free But that's the way that...

You wanted to be weightless you didn't want to wait... we are the sad sad people those scared scared scared scared eyes insane unseen on island inside inside out minds unbeing dead isn't being alive what's wrong with the air, what's wrong with the air what's...