Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Sixpence None The Richer
Sister dear of many years. Not by blood but sweat and tears. You see it playing out, the bonds are. Growing tight on you. Never wrong and never right. You have the goods and lose the fight. He's got to pick it up. He's got.
Tác giả: Crowded House
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Sixpence None The Richer
There is freedom within. There is freedom without try to catch the deluge in a paper cup. There's a battle ahead. Many battles are lost. But you'll never see the end of road. While you're travelling with me. Hey now.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Sixpence None The Richer
The clock in the hall is louder now. I don't know what to do about it. As I hear it make its metronomic rounds. There's nothing I can do about it. With its constant tick, like the footsteps of someone approaching. I don't.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Sixpence None The Richer
I knew a song that played in me. It seems I've lost the melody. So, please, Lord, give it back to me. Oh, please, Lord, give it back to me. Years in the desert with no drink. Strike a rock and make it bleed. And please,
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Sixpence None The Richer
If you go your way all the time. You will go your way. I'll go mine. When summer comes I can be free. And we'll figure what we're supposed to be. And we'll meet again when all the leaves are changing…. (Wait). I get.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Sixpence None The Richer
1. I keep looking for a place to fit in where I can speak my mind. I've been trying hard to find the people that I won't leave behind. They say, I got brains but they ain't doing me no good. I wish they.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Sixpence None The Richer
1. I left my conscience like a crying child. Locked the door behind me put the pain on file. Broken like a window I see my blindness now. I need love. Not some sentimental prison. I need God. Not the political.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Sixpence None The Richer; Chưa Biết
It came upon the midnight clear. That glorious song of old. From angels bending near the earth. To touch their harps of gold. Peace on the earth good will to men. From heaven's all gracious King. The world in solemn.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Sixpence None The Richer
You're a painting with symbols deep, symphony. Soft as it shifts from dark beneath. A poem that flows, caressing my skin. In all of these things you reside and i. Want you flow from the pen, bow and brush. With paper and.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Sixpence None The Richer
I broke your trust and let you rust. So sorry, my dear machine. Broken down to muddy brown. What a dismal backyard scene. My dear machine's been at it so long. Now it's time for another drive. Please can you take me where.