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Sittin'on my own Chewin'on a bone A Thousand milion Miles from Home When something hit me Somewhere right between the eyes
sleepin'on a plane You know you can't complain You took your last chance Once again I landed, stranded Hardly even knew your name
I wanna talk tonight until the morning light 'Bout how you saved my life You and me see how we are You and me see how we are All your dreams are made Of strawberry lemonade And you make sure I eat today You take me walking To where you played When you were young
I'll never say that I Won't ever make you cry And this I'll say I don't know why I know I'm leavin' But I'll be back another day
I wanna talk tonight Until the mornin' light 'BGout how you saved my life... |
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tas ir skaistums! skatos, ka esi ievērtējusi masterpalnu. šī dziesma man dikti atgādina masāžu veiktu by homo elmarus.
| From: | pika |
Date: | 23. Marts 2004 - 16:36 |
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Man arī šī dziesma saistās ar ko ļoti skaistu un mazliet skumju, bet ļoti gaišu...
noskaņas ziņā mazliet līdzīga muse - falling away with you mierīgajai daļai. arī tādas pozitīvas skumjas.
| From: | pika |
Date: | 23. Marts 2004 - 18:40 |
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Man liekas tā varētu būt dziesma, kas skanēs galvā, kad brauksim atpakaļ no Austrijas. vismaz man
es pieļauju, ka man tad galvā skanēs skaņu jūklis no festivālā dzirdētajām dziesmām un citām skaņām
| From: | pika |
Date: | 24. Marts 2004 - 20:36 |
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šmak :) | |