Peter Cincotti - December boys
Tekst :
I m thinking about you,
and I remember everything, all of us
I look at the ocean,
but still I can t see anything,
but all of us.
The time of open hearts,
the time before the rest of life begins
the learning who we are,
what I d give to be December boys again.
But nothing was easy,
but I would do it all again, and never change a thing,
It s all about choices,
but I couldn t watch you walk away,
without following.
The lifes of broken dreams,
the lifes dividing strangers from your friends,
we live in you and me,
I wanna give to December boys again.
In between a man and child all bliss hearts is running wild,
everything on earth was worth a child,
it took me by surprise I felt so good to be alive.
Sooner or later
I ll find the end to everything,
but life goes on,
Twisting and turning forcing us through everyday,
until it s gone.
And last I think I know
The passes where we keep we might have been
But, it s best to let it go
Coz we ll never be
December boys again,
We ll never be December boys again,
Never be December boys again,
Never never be December boys again.
Inne utwory
Some kind of beautiful Sway Miss Brown Always watching you I changed the rules Broken children Make it out alive I love Paris Up on the roof Comes love Man on a mission The girl for me tonight Rainbow connection Lovers, secrets, lies On the moon St. Louis blues Cinderella beautiful You stepped out of a dream Losowe utwory
I look down the road far as I can see,
Hey, far as I can see,
King Corn, King Corn, stare right back at me
Queen Bee, Queen Bee, take the king by the hand,
Hey, take the king by the hand,
Led her master all across the land.
Mr. Blackbird, Mr. Blackbird, talkin tough...
(Reggaenerator)
INNA BERLIN LONDON - EVERYBODY GOT A GUN !
INNA NEW YORK KINGSTON - EVERYBODY MAKE A BOMB !
BOMB MAKE MAN - EVERY TIME - FOR DA DESTROY TALIBAN !
FOR EXAMPLE DEAD ONE MAN - MAKE DA SMALLER BABYLON !
SOME OF DEM TAKE ON TARGET...
Yea Yea Yea Uh
Let beat damn wait right after I eat
I ll beat it for three seconds
and i m goin to sleep
I m not a master batta
I m a master playa
I m rollin in my navigator
I’ve been walking down the street
With a tambourine on my feet
I’m holding every beat steady and low
Well if it would’ve been me
I would have turned into the factory
And chase that little girl black and blue
Now I’m bleeding
And I’m freezing
And I’m crying once again
For Monday glass
For Monday glass
So if you see...
Good morning kids
How do you feel to have been slid out to this world
I wish it was not so bad
But I think no way you feel that way
You d come to know as you grow up
This world is full of shit
So I wish you don t grow up
And I wish...