Peter Cincotti - You stepped out of a dream

Tekst :

You stepped out of a dream,
You are too wonderful
To be what you seem.

Could there be eyes like yours?
Could there be lips like yours?
Could there be smiles like yours,
Honest and truly?

You stepped out of a cloud,
I want to take you away from the crowd,
And have you all to myself,
Alone and apart.
Out of a dream
Into my heart.

~interlude~

You stepped out of a cloud,
I want to take you away
Away from the crowd,
And have you all to myself,
Alone and apart.
Out of a dream,
And into my heart
Into my heart

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
  • December boys

    • Losowe utwory

    Dead end

    Choose a direction which way you gonna go? you chose rejection because you didn t know what he can do for you what he has done for me the purpose we ve been waiting for the purpose that we want to see why won t you see the signs there...

    What matters

    The message still the same.
    The prayers always change.
    A vivacious group of friends,
    one thing that we share.

    End result is life.
    Forever isn?t long
    when you can?t measure time.
    Everlasting pride.

    Seems you?ve heard this message
    a...

    Make up your mind

    Make up your mind,
    Cause no ones gonna do it for you this time
    Make up your mind,
    Mabey you re afraid of the things you ll find
    You say that nothing really matters to you,
    You say that nothing really matters to you, never...

    Contention

    This is a fight, broken bottles, bloody walls
    There was a time when a fist could solve it
    But those days are gone along with many murdered lives

    Hey, contention
    Hey, it s killing us

    This is a war, complete with a body count
    This ain t the past, this ain t the future, this is...

    Illusions

    Imaginative formations
    Taking control of the fears I hide
    Intricate creations
    Twisting and shaping me from inside
    Massive confusion
    Constantly veiling my mind s eyes
    Into oblivion
    Spiraling downward, reaching my demise
    Misleading visions
    Reflecting figments of what is to be...