Marc Almond lyrics
Marc Almond lyrics
"These My Dreams Are Yours lyrics"
Well Well Well lyrics
Uh huh. Got to, wanna, got to, wanna. Raise your hand. Raise your voice. Raise your head up from the desk. Look who's here. Well well well. Guess it's time. For show and tell. Wel
Uh huh. Got to, wanna, got to, wanna. Raise your hand. Raise your voice. Raise your head up from the desk. Look who's here. Well well well. Guess it's time. For show and tell. Wel
I'm a labyrinth of hopes and fears Of tears of frustration and of anger But if you can break through this wall And search amongst it all You'll find a man there Who has a heart of love Who is afraid of getting jaded Growing older Who needs someone to love him Through life's winter When the weather grows a little colder I know I have a darker side A cruel streak I'm selfish and demanding But I'm a mOyeme lyrics
If you're feelin' like you want it, baby Give you somethin' we can both go crazy I get the feelin' when I look at you There is nothin' that you wouldn't do You're the kinda girl I dream about
an with a vision It just takes a little understanding And in my hand The grains of sand A thousand million moments of emotion Oh... these Oh... these my dreams are yours I'm a boat well rocked by wave and wind I've sinned, I'd win No prizes for perfection But at best I've given all my all My shoulder for your tears And your protection And if one day I don't wake up Remember I was good upon reflection And if they say I was a foolLong Cool Woman lyricsBe cool, but demand correction And in my hand The grains of sand A thousand million moments of emotion Oh... these Oh... these my dreams are yours You can have my smile my tears My wishes here's a fortune To adorn you I'll whisper in the night to you Promise to adore and never scorn you And as we grow a little older Try to understand more of each other I will be your golden eye Your master of illusion Or just your lover I'll be
(Roger Greenway, Harold Clark & Roger Cook) Vocal Arrangement: Sean Altman Saturday night I was downtown, workin' for the FBI Sittin' in a nest of bad men, Whiskey bottles pilin' high.C'est La Vie lyricsa dragonfly, a butterfly A secret or a little lie to test you A song a verse a lullaby A symphony once in a while To try and impress you I'll take your heart to the limit The colours of my joy My tears to dress you But sometimes dear My heart's my own I don't wish to exclude you or Distress you But darling... And in my hand The grains of sand A thousand million moments of emotion Oh... these Oh... these my dreams are yours
Ah. I know that I expect a lot too much the phantoms in my head cross ev'ry borderline. Save me save me. I'm crying for my guardian angel and now she's talking to me. C'est la vie rely