Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Coldplay
When you try your best but you don't succeed. When you get what you want but not what you need. When you feel so tired but you can't sleep. Stuck in reverse. And the tears come streaming down your face. When you lose.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Bruce Hornsy
Close your eyes and slip away. To the dream of your fancy. Close your eyes. And float downstream to where the marsh. Grass dances take you down where. The air is thick try to make you. Shake and shiver make. You see.
Tác giả: Gibb, R;Gibb, B;Gibb, M
Feel I'm goin' back to Massachusetts, something's telling me I must go home. And the lights all went down in Massachusetts. The day I left her standing on her own. Tried to hitch a ride to San Francisco, gotta do the.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Trish Thuỳ Trang
Beneath the silver moon. I held you endlessly. And danced the night with you. Cause you were meant for me. The lights above the skies. Were burning in your eyes. I gave my heart to you. That paper lantern night. But when.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Chưa Biết
I see you beside me its only a dim vision of what used to be the laughter the sorrow pictures in time fading to memories how could I ever let you go is it too late to let you know. I tried to run from your side but each.
Tác giả: Nervana
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Chưa Biết
Load up on guns bring your friends. It's fun to lose and to pretend. She's over bored self assured. And all I know are dirty words. Hello Hello. Hello how low. Hello Hello. Hello how low. Hello Hello. Hello how low.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Chưa Biết
I see you beside me its only a dim vision of what used to be. The laughter the sorrow picture in time fading to memories how could I ever let you go is it too late to let you know. I tried to run from your side but each.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: MSG
1. Wind blows back and the batons charging. It winds all the way. Right to the butt of my gun. Maybe now your time has come. From the back streets there's a rumbling. Smell of anarchy. No more nice time, black boy shoe.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
I'm lookin' for 'er. I'm lookin' for 'er. I'm lookin' for 'er. I'm lookin' for 'er Is that her in the VIP-line. With the Vuitton and Yves saint Laurent. Used to drive the Nissan, now she in a Beamer. I don't want 'er cause.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Hurts
Do you know what it feels like to dance alone? Do you know what it feels like? Do you know what it looks like from the outside? Do you know what it looks like? Won't you get up? Shaking the.