Why do I love it so much? What kind of magic is this? How come I can't help adore it? It's just another musical No one minds it at all If I'm having
A sudr?num solskinsdegi Eg sa thig, o astin min, fyrst Thu settist hja mer i sandinn Tha var sungid og fadmad og kysst Drukkid, dansad og kysst Tondeleyo
I'm born, stubborn, me and will always be Before you count one, two, three I will, grown my own Private branch of this tree You gardener, you discipliner
His wicked sense of humor Suggests exciting sex His fingers they focus on her and touches He's Venus as a boy [Foreign Content] He believes in a beauty
I have a recurrent dream Every time I lose my voice I swallow little glowing lights My mother and son baked for me During the night They do a trapeze
Your flirt finds me out Teases the crack in me Smitten me with hope Possibly maybe Possibly maybe Possibly maybe As much as I definitely enjoy solitude
If there is a troubadour washing, it is he If there is a man about town, it is he If there is one to be sought, it is he If there are nine she's, they
You are all I ever want to You are all I ever want to All that she said was true All that she said was true Give her some time Give her some space All
It's not meant to be a strife It's not meant to be a struggle uphill Ooh I It's not meant to be a strife It's not meant to be a struggle uphill Ooh I
Excuse me But I just have to Explode Explode this body Off me I'll be brand new Brand new tomorrow A little bit tired But brand new
[Foreign Content] While you are away my heart comes undone It slowly unravels in a ball of yarn The devil collects it with a grin Our love in a ball
All these accidents that happen Follow the dot Coincidence makes sense Only with you You don't have to speak I feel Emotional landscapes They puzzle
I can sense it Something important Is about to happen It's coming up. It takes courage to enjoy it The hardcore and the gentle Big time sensuality.
Sunday is gloomy, the hours are slumberless Dearest of shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers will never awaken you Not where the dark
come on girl! let's sneak out of this party it's getting boring there's more to life than this! it's still early morning we could go down to the harbour
So broken, In pieces, My heart is so broken, I'm puzzling. Here I go Trying to run ahead of that, Heart break train, Thinking, It will never catch up
I am leaving this harbour Giving urban a farewell Its habitants seem to keen on God I cannot stomach their rights and wrongs I have lost my origin And
All these accidents, That happen, Follow the dot, Coincidence, Makes sense, Only with you, You don't have to speak, I feel. Emotional landscapes, They