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F - Grey Lyrics

Why do we stand here,
you and me my friend?
I see you've fallen down,
turned around again.
I watched you grow up tall,
always had your head up in the clouds.
You know I love you,
always stand by you.
But I don't get it,
why do you do it?
But I don't get it,
why do you do it?
Driving in the fast lane,
doing it all on your own.
You used to be so grounded,
how far away you have flown.
My love is yours any time or day,
but you turn and walk away from me.
You tell me to cheer up Charlie,
but I've got something to say.


F - Grey Lyrics

Bite the tongue
to live with WHAT you've done
it's so good, it's so good,
Lie to myself while I lie with myself
It's Monday and it's raining
It's Sunday in the sun
It's so good, but...

Would it be so bad if you were to pretend that you were so happy?
Keep it to yourself
Don't let the secret go
If you were so willing, but...

Let's pray for this suicide
And all these pictures falling down around me
I've surrounded myself with all I have inside

Would I bite my tongue and live with what you've done?
Just continue sleeping?
Selfishly consumed with everything you've wrought
There's nothing I can do, but...

Let's pray for this suicide
And all these pictures falling down
One wish full, step to the side
And please just let me know

Are you happy? I'll decide.
These stories are so old, how they match your eyes.(3x)
But...

Let's pray for this suicide
And all these pictures falling down
One wish full, step to the side
And pick these pictures from the ground that surround me


F - Grey Lyrics

As far as I know
It was a grey November day,
in 1959 when it began
my mum used to wash
all my tears away
trying to protect her little son
I was supposed to be a doctor
I was supposed to be a man
who works hard for the government
hard �il the very end
I was supposed to be a banker
I was supposed to be a whore
then music came, heaven sent
became my only friend
my love and my helping hand
and it never let me down

it磗 been a long way
from that grey november, grey november day
�il today
from that grey november day

then dad disappeared
I dried my mummy磗 tears
fought against my fears and lost my way
ten years ago
my daughter said : hello
hope started to grow
day by day
I was supposed to be a loser
I was supposed to be a clown
who drowned in the summer rain
jumped off the running train
I was supposed to be a popstar
I was supposed to be a jerk
Who doesn� know where he`s coming from
a singer without a song
no clue how to get along
but they were all wrong

It磗 been a long way..........

I was supposed to be a doctor
I was forced to heal myself
It felt good in the summer rain
Free and without a pain
I was supposed to be a loser
but I never lost myself
in this forest of memories
I started to climb the trees
Not a single one磗 too high

As far as I know
It was a grey november day
in 1959 when it began
I still dream of dad
Who sits next to the sun
And I hope he sees his son
Walk on





 
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