I look back now, girl, on tomorrow's dreams Distant things are happening, not as bad as they seem Don't put off tomorrow for what today might bring I'
I'll be at home Oh, me, oh, my Dreams in my arms With you at home with me I'm so It was only a dream Oh, me, oh, my Dreams in my arms Is all I have
at home Sayin', ?Oh, me, oh, my? Dreams in my arms With you at home with me I'm so relaxed It was only a dream Sayin', ?Oh, me, oh, my? Dreams in
Превод: Грийн, Ал. О, Me, Oh My (Dreams In My Arms).
Cause I`ll be at home Oh, me, oh, my Dreams in my arms With you at home with me I`m so? It was only a dream Oh, me, oh, my Dreams in my arms Is all
tender while he kissed the smile upon her face For it was Fiesta and they were so gay South of the border, down Mexico way Then she sighed as she whispered "Manana" Never dreaming
[Wiz Khalifa] I'm smoking everywhere I go (No stick, no seeds, just Al Green) I always gotta keep one rolled (I keep that, need that, got that) I'm rolling
chest I spit it for the lords And the for the folks And for the Crips and for the Bloods I'm like an American dream I role to the green With the souls
, cotton came to harlem Ringmaster circus was, bailey and barnum Crack a Coca Cola, summer heat was my boredom Dr. J before Jordan, Al Green on the organ
Nah Mean And which recipe dat a steam Nah Mean The lyrics dem a flow like a stream Nah Mean Mek you feel like you living in a dream Nah Mean It come to
music, I got my man Who could ask for anything more? I got daisies In green pastures, I got my man Who could ask for anything more? I got daisies In green
of the CLOUDS! (magic) The DREAM is GONE; I am EARTH-BOUND [Lead - AR] Feel the GRASS growin' 'neath my feet Great planes of GREEN as far as I can
to the car And don't be surprised by the roses 'cause that's not all Turn on the radio and listen to the music play (A little Al Green, a little Luther
's in his hand, keys in his hand Reason again to let you know he's the man Back when we rocked the 'Leases, he had dreams of Caprices Drove by the teachers
You got yer Huckleberry Finn, you got yer crocodile smile, gotcher red beans and rice on yer green radio dial. You got old Luke the Drifter, like a voice
Daytons in his hand, keys in his hand Reason again to let you know he's the man Back when we rocked the 'Leases, he had dreams of Caprices Drove by
Christ, John, Elijah, Jacob I make the kind of green a hustler dream Bustin' out the custard cream Viper custom piped up with the mustard seams Clustered green
of Christ John, Elijah, Jacob I make the kind of green a hustler dream Bustin' out the custard cream Viper Custom piped up with the mustard seams Clustered green
