There was a time I was everything and nothing all in one When you found me I was feeling like a cloud across the sun I need to tell you How you light
I know we've been unstraight for eight months now But don't worry we're gonna have a bloody Christmas party We've ever had, hey, Santa, what? Can you
Music by ?? Produced by Chris Thomas Recorded 1969 at EMI Studios, Abbey Road Never released (The Bread And Beer Band) [instrumental]
There's a calm surrender To the rush of day When the heat of a rollin' wind Can be turned away An enchanted moment And it sees me through It's enough
Music by Elton John Lyrics by Bernie Taupin We bet on our lives and we bet on the horses In that upstairs apartment On Orlando and 4th And the rent was
On a hill long ago, on a cold winter's night In a land far away, three kings saw a light And from heaven it shone like God's, God's own crown And it guided
Chorus: Elton My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I.. got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window.. and I can't see at all And even if
In the nicotine glare of a cold naked light I drag my body from the covers and down forty flights I run out the front door into the center of the street
I can't keep this from you I've held it in so long It's time to tell the truth Keeping it from you is wrong I can't keep this from you It's so simple
In the heart of every girl There's a woman waking up Like sunlight spreads across the world A smile for us is just enough But in the heart of every girl
[MS: Male Singer] [BS: Background Singer] [FS: Female Singer (lead)] [MS:] Nants ingonyama bagithi baba [There comes a lion] [BS:] Sithi uhhmm ingonyama
There's a calm surrender to the rush of day When the heat of a rolling wind can be turned away An enchanted moment and it sees me through It's enough
I believe in love, it's all we got Love has no boundaries, costs nothing to touch War makes money, cancer sleeps Curled up in my father and that means
This is my house, this is where I live That is the winter, those are the trees I can hear them breathe, this is my bed This is where I sleep, that was
Gray London mornin' Wet London streets Rain on the window Wind in the trees It's my time to write It's your time to call There's somethin' about distance
Hey you, you're a child in my head You haven't walked yet Your first words have yet to be said But I swear you'll be blessed I know you're still just
What's your name? My name is Pain Where do you live? I live anyplace Where were you born? In the state of fear How old are you? Nineteen hundred and ninety
We've been crippled in love, short changed hung out to dry We've chalked on the walls a slogan or two about life Stood dazed in the doorway, the King