Natasha Thomas - Young hearts
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Friday nightshe s dynamiteShe s all dressed
up to goPutting on her make-up in the backseat of a
taxihe said he would wait but she s getting there
lateshe was the last to knowfinding her boy in the
arms of her best friendsaid it was forevernow she
cries in the rainwill no one ever love her againChorus:Young girl don t crysave your tears
for next timeYoung hearts don t dieDon t
you know whyYoung girl don t liesave your love
for someonethat don t make you cryYoung hearts
like yoursdon t dieA boy s in
lovebut his angel from aboveHad things she never
told himshe can t stop messing trespassing everyborder tonighttears were criedand lies were
liedbut life goes on for sureanother young
heart s brokenlike many other ones beforealone
in the cold nightshe cries in the rainwill no one
ever love her againYoung girl don t crysave your tears for next timeYoung hearts don t
dieDon t you know whyYoung girl don t
liesave your love for someonethat don t make
you cryYoung hearts like yoursdon t dieBut life s got surprisesand you might not be
withoutlove can hit you like a firein a smile when
he turns aroundYoung girl don t crysave
your tears for next timeYoung hearts don t dieDon t you know whyYoung girl don t liesave your love for someonethat don t make you
cryYoung hearts like yoursdon t die Inne utwory
These words Curious Secret Runaway Young and carefree Sunshine after the rain Young hea Skin Deep Save your kisses for me Your love carries me More and more Touched another girl Hold me closer Stop State of mind Losowe utwory
O wenę nie trudno kiedy doświadcza Cie życie
Kiedy łapiesz wenę Twoje siły są w zenicie
Otwórz swoje oczy opuść, opuść swe ukrycie
Złap wiatr w żagle jeśli wieje znakomicie
O wenę nie trudno kiedy doświadcza Cie życie
Kiedy łapiesz wenę Twoje siły są w zenicie
Otwórz swoje oczy opuść, opuść swe ukrycie
Złap wiatr w żagle...
[NARRATION:]
observe the message from the darkside of the moon
spectral warrior all in icy steel
as I proudly touch my cold weapon
the pagan steel sighs with the fullmoon
[WARRIOR:]
so the war has just began
enslaved nations of the tombworld...
Tomorrow is just another day
When I let the sunshine meet my conscience
You told me stories, gave me new ideas
Pretend only you, you know the answers
I wait longing for you baby
Hmm-mmm-mmm
There s no one around me
Wanting me
Cause you know, and I know
Enough to understand
I m a warm waiting idol
Above
Is this...
Papa et maman parlent de divorce souvent
Histoires de compte commun
Histoires de comptes courants
L argent n fait pas l bonheur et pourtant
J ai parfois l impression que l amour en dépend
Ca doit etre pour ça que papa prétend
I love crossin the Mississippi River she runs so wide and deep
The sun winks down between the spans at me
The tugboats sing down low beneath the pop of the pavement breaks
I enter an old West Memphis reverie
I can see me flying...