Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: The Connells
Got no reason. For coming to me. And the rain running down. There's no reason. And the same voice. Coming to me. Like it's all slowing down. And believe me. I was the one who let you know. I was your sorry ever after.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: The Connells
Got no reason. For coming to me. And the rain running down. There's no reason. And the same voice. Coming to me. Like it's all slowing down. And believe me. I was the one who let you know. I was your sorry ever after.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Got no reason for coming to me and the rain running down. There's no reason. And the same voice coming to me like it's all slowing down. I was the one who let you know. I was your sorry ever after. Seventy
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Are you lonesome tonight, Do you miss me tonight? Are you sorry we drifted apart? Does your memory stray to a brighter sunny day When I kissed you and called you sweetheart? Do the chairs in your parlor seem empty and bare?
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Huh oh. Yeah yeah. Huh oh. Whoa woa. Oh. I. I feel good. I walk alone. But then I trip over myself and I fall, I. I stand up. And then I'm OK. But then you print some shit that makes me want to scream. So do what you want,
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Chưa Biết
Don't ever leave me sorry. Don't ever make me cry. Your love to me means ev'rything. Tears in my eyes mean the end of a rainbow dream. Don't ever make me cry. If I'll never try to stop you. The reason is I care. My.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Wyclef Jean
I WANNA DEDICATE THIS SONG, gONE TIL NOVEMBER. TO ALL YOU LADIES OUT THERE, cRYING ALL ALONE IN YOUR ROOM. AND ALL YOU FELLAS. GOING DOWN SOUTH. NOT MAKING IT BACK. MAY THE LORD BLESS YOUR SOUL, i LOVE YOU GIRL.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Yo man. Yo. Open up man. What do you want man? My girl just caught me. You let her catch you? I don't know how I let this happen. With who? The girl next door, you know? Man. I don't know what to do. Say it wasn't.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Britney Spears
You try to read me. You try to figure out. You try to breathe me. But you can't. Blow me out. You try to feel me. But I'm so out of touch. I won't be falling. You won't have. To pick me up. Sorry if I sound confused. I don't.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: The Hoosiers
Put up your barricades. There's money to be made. Continue your charade. Money to be made. What you're asking for means the world to me. You draw close as you whisper precisely. Precisely. Your safety is assured,