Corey Hart - Chippin away

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Six years old
And the summer was cold and
Once again we were movin on
My old man
Well he don t understand
Can t you see she cries again
You gave us shelter
Your arms could melt her
You gave us all
A good, good life
She woke up one night
With the world on her shoulders
May sound funny
But I think she felt free
Here we go
The wind blows
Crossroad caravan
No o
On a caravan
O no.

Inne utwory

  • Angel of my soul
  • Chase the sun
  • Art of color
  • Sunny place
  • Peruvian lady
  • Bang starting over
  • Black cloud rain
  • Ballade for nien cheng
  • At the dance
  • Never surrender
  • Blind faith
  • Political cry
  • Water from the moon
  • Silent talking
  • Simplicity
  • Still in love
  • Sunflowers
  • Losowe utwory

    Let the music play

    One ticket, please
    Lord have mercy, everybody’s there
    Hey, what’s goin’ on man, yeah
    She’s at home, yeah, she’s at home
    Yeah, she’s at home

    Let the music play
    I just wanna dance the night away
    Here, right here, right here is...

    Tut

    Obiecane życie wieczne ponad chmurami
    W pogodnym żywocie tutaj po złożeniu danin
    A każdy dostojnik przemawia w swoją stronę
    Być może się mylę, ale tak to ustalone
    Być może się mylę, ale widzę, że
    Tu jakieś zakończenie jest już zgotowane
    I mnie już teraz...

    Come in

    (It s not his worth for you)
    Know you got a man I understand
    (But I see that you)
    Soon about to spend a couple grand
    (Cause I got the feeling)
    He ain t treating you like he should be
    So baby if you re with me
    you ll have everything you need
    And I know you...

    Dreamland

    Look at the way we turned out
    Our faces are so long
    Just like the day i found out
    Reasons I was wrong
    It s me inside screams
    Pushing the pain away
    Hiding inside this dream
    Who do I tell?
    What can I say?

    Dreamland
    They re all in
    Dreamland

    It s time
    We find
    A better way
    To deal
    With life
    We find
    A better way
    To deal
    With...

    Whore (Virgin Tears & Julien-K)

    Poppin pills, champagne thrills
    A whore, a whore

    Poppin pills, champagne thrills
    A whore, a whore
    High on caine, you kill the pain
    A whore, a whore
    In the end we all know the score
    In the end we all know the score

    Three in bed, I m off my head
    A whore, a whore
    High on fame,...