Sense Field - Feel what you feel
Tekst :
A voice from your past
Wants to know you so very well
Now that you’re in my life at last
You’ve been through hell I can tell
There’s a broken heart beating on and on
That wants you to know
That a little voice carries on and on
I want you to know
Hold on, Hold on
I’ll be there
Hold on
I’ll be there
‘Cause I feel what you feel
When you’ve had enough
Of washing up on the shore
A light will break through the storm
To know that you’re real
Its like a dream comes true
To know what it feels like for you
With all you’ve been through
Tasted your tears
Don’t ever hide your eyes
My greatest fear is
Is knowing you would goodbye
There’s a broken heart beating on and on
That wants you to know
That a little voice carries on and on
I want you to know
Hold on, Hold On
I’ll be there
Hold On
I’ll be there
‘Cause I feel what you feel
When you’ve had enough
Of washing up on the shore
A light will break through the storm
I feel what you feel
Hold on
I’ll be there
Inne utwory
Take what you want Memory Building River Running behind Chimney Blue glass man Fiesta Every reason Beautiful beautiful Soft Leia Goodloveall Voice One more time around Nothing between us Wondering time Losowe utwory
You crawl across the floor
on your hands and knees
to seek revelation
little whip
i pull you up
i grab your hair
i give you hope
little whip
i give the black sun
to sear off your tongue
i...
Firr az that thang
Firr az that thang
Firr az that thang
Firr az that thang (Firr az that thang)
Firr az that thang (You know I m firr az that thang)
Firr az that thang
Firr az that thang
I m the big big kid
I m doing big thangs
Ain t what you...
It pleases me; it s not too strange
beneath the undergrowth
I hear a sound from another side
I look around for another try
the long way round from the other side
down to the ground just another try
I need nerves of steel
nothing s been the same
it s not always white
sometimes it s black...
Listen to the rain come down on the roof
Someone needs a miracle
And I m the livin proof
Drink
Light a cigarette
And let me count the ways
I can hear a whisper
In a haunted house these days
She won t set me free
She won t let me go
She won t leave...
There s a long line of cars
And they re trying
To get through
There s no single explanation
There s no central destination
But this long line of cars
Is trying to get through
And this long line of cars...