Roxy Music Lyrics
Roxy Music Lyrics
"A Song For Europe Lyrics"
TELEPHONE Lyrics
My telephone's ringin', early in the mornin'. Somebody, guessa who? Sweet baby, it's you! Say you're callin' from the station, oh I told you &quo
My telephone's ringin', early in the mornin'. Somebody, guessa who? Sweet baby, it's you! Say you're callin' from the station, oh I told you &quo
(Ferry/Mackay)
Here as I sit
At this empty cafe
Thinking of you
I remember
All those moments
Lost in wonder
That we´ll never
Find again
Though the world
Is my oyster
It´s only a shell
Full of memories
And here by the Seine
Notre-
Can't You Tell Lyrics
Mmmm, yeah, yeah. I been tryin' for a long time, To find the combination to your heart. I been a true friend, I let you in every part o
Dame castsMmmm, yeah, yeah. I been tryin' for a long time, To find the combination to your heart. I been a true friend, I let you in every part o
A long lonely shadow
Now - only sorrow
No tomorrow
There´s no today for us
Nothing is there
For us to share
But yesterday
These cities may change
But there always remains
My obsession
Through silken waters
My gondola glides
And the bridge
Crossroads Lyrics
When first I did appear upon this native soil All up and down this country at labor I did toil I slumbered in the moonlight and I rose with the s
- it sighs ...When first I did appear upon this native soil All up and down this country at labor I did toil I slumbered in the moonlight and I rose with the s
I remember
All those moments
Lost in wonder
That we´ll never
Find again
There´s no more time for us
Nothing is there
For us to share
But yesterdays
Ecce momenta
Illa mirabilia
Quae captabit
In aeternum
Memor
Modo dol
The Things That Matter Most To Me Lyrics
THE THINGS THAT MATTER MOST TO ME WRITERS DON PITTMAN, BILL TAYLOR, THOMAS LAVERNE Yes there are many precious mem'ries that I'd like to re
oresTHE THINGS THAT MATTER MOST TO ME WRITERS DON PITTMAN, BILL TAYLOR, THOMAS LAVERNE Yes there are many precious mem'ries that I'd like to re
Sunt in dies
Non est reliquum
Vero tantum
Comminicamus
Perdita
Tous ces moments
Perdus dans l`enchantement
Qui ne reviendront
Jamais
Pas d´aujourd´hui pour nous
Pour nous il n´y a rien
A partager
Sauf le pass?