Tác giả: Ace Of Base
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Bananarama; Ace Of Base
Hot summer streets and the pavements are burning. I sit around. Trying to smile, but the air is so heavy and dry. Strange voices are saying (ah, what did they say?). Things I can't understand. It's too close for comfort,
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Elvis Phương; Chưa Biết
You know. I can be found sitting home all alone. If you can't come around at least please telephone. Don't be cruel to a heart that's true. Baby if I made you mad for something I might have said. Please let's forget the.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Haah haah woh aaah. Okey so your heart is broken. You're sitting on mopin' mopin' cry and cryin'. You say you're even think about dying. Well before you do anything rash baby. Then listen to this. Everybody plays the.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Taylor Swi
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah). Fever dream high in the quiet of the night. You know that I caught it (Oh yeah, you're right, I want it). Bad, bad boy, shiny toy with a price. You know that I bought it (Oh.
Tác giả: Otis Blackwell
You know I can be found, sitting home all alone, if you can't come around, at least please telephone. Don't be cruel to a heart that's true. Baby, if I made you mad. For something I might have said, please, lets.
Tác giả: Adele & Inflo
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Adele
All your expectations of my love are impossible. Surely you know that I'm not easy to hold. It's so sad how incapable of learning to grow I am. My heart speaks in puzzle and codes. I've been trying my whole life.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Esperanza Spalding
Hold your head as high as you can. High enough to see who you are, little man. Life sometimes is cold and cruel. Baby no one else will tell you so remember that. You are Black Gold, Black Gold. You are Black Gold. Now.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
You know I can be found, sitting home all alone, if you can't come around, at least please telephone. Don't be cruel to a heart that's true. Baby, if I made you mad. For something I might have said, please, let's.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Yo soy un hombre sincero. De donde crecen las palmas. Yo soy un hombre sincero. De donde crecen las palmas. Y antes de morirme quiero. Echar mis versos del alma. Chorus:. Guantanamera. Guajira.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Marc Jentzen
Cruel to the eye. I see the way he makes you smile. Cruel to the eye. Watching him hold what used to be mine. Why did I lie? What did I walk away to find. Oooohhh...why...oooh -- why... I... can't breathe.