Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Chưa Biết
There was an old woman who swallowed. A fly and I don't know why she swallowed a fly. Perhaps she'll die. There was an old woman who swallowed. A spider who wiggled and jiggled and tickled inside her. She swallow the.
Tác giả: John Denver
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Chưa Biết
Perhaps love is like a resting place a shelter from the storm. It exists to give you comfort it is there to keep you warm and in those times of trouble. When you are most alone. The memory of love will bring you home.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Arctic Monkeys
He knew what he wanted to say. But he did not want to word it. The dirty little Herbert. Was thinking an escape. But the place was well guarded. The guiltyness that started. Soon as the other part had stopped. D is.
Tác giả: McLean Don
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Lianne La Havas; Chưa Biết
Starry starry night. Paint your pallet blue and gray. Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul. Shadows on the hill. Sketch the trees and daffodils. Catch the breeze and winter chills in.
Tác giả: Don McLean
Starry, starry night. Paint your palette blue and gray. Look out on a summer's day. With eyes that know the darkness in my soul. Shadows on the hills. Sketch the trees and the daffodils. Catch the breeze and the winter.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Như Loan
Sun shinning down. As I lay by your side. You held me tight. As we slept through the night. Looking at you. As you're looking at me. I'm wondering if. You could see what I see. Wanna tell you so much. All that I feel.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Arctic Monkeys; Arctic Monkeys
Well the morning was complete. There was tears on the steering wheel dripping on the seat, several hours or several weeks, i'd have the cheek to say they're equally as bleak! It's the beginning of the end, the car.
Tác giả: Andy Williams
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Chưa Biết
Love is lovelier. The second time around. Just as wonderful. With both feet on the ground. It's that second time you hear your love song sung. Makes you think perhaps that love like youth is wasted on the young. Love's.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Julio Iglesias & Sting; Sting
If blood will flow when fresh and steel are one. Drying in the colour of the evening sun. Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away. But something in our minds will always stay. Perhaps this final act was meant. To.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Elvis Phương; Elvis Presley; Angela Phương Trinh
You're sleeping son, i know. But, really, this can't wait. I wanted to explain. Before it gets too late. For your mother and me. Love has finally died. This is no happy home. But God knows how I've tried. Because.