Tác giả: Ed Sheeran & David Hodges & Fred Again..
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Ed Sheeran
(One, two). Stop the clocks, it's amazing. You should see the way the light dances off your hair. A million colours of hazel, golden, and red. Saturday morning is fading. The sun's reflected by the.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Alex Goot; Timbaland; Timbaland feat. OneRepublic
I'm holding on your rope. Got me ten feet off the ground. And I'm hearing what you say. But I just can't make a sound. You tell me that you need me. Then you go and cut me down. But wait... You tell me that you're.
Tác giả: One Republic
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Timbaland & One Republic (Balad); One Republic
I'm holding on your rope. Got me ten feet off the ground. And I'm hearing what you say. But I just can't make a sound. You tell me that you need me. Then you go and cut me down, but wait. You tell me that you're.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Robert Palmer; Emerson Hart
A hot summer night. Feel like a net got to find my baby yet. I need you to soothe my head. Turn my blue heart to red. Doctor. Doctor give me the news I've got a bad case of loving you. No pill's going to cure my ill.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Mariah Carey
Ah ah you're beautiful. Ah ah you're beautiful. Hop on, the back of my bike. Let the good wind blow. Through your hair. With a a-like that, and a smile so bright. Oh you're killing me. You know it aint fair. Ride on,
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
It's not easy being green. Haven't spend each day the color of the leaves. When I think it could be nicer being red or yellow or gold or somethin' much more colorful like that. It's not easy being green. It seems you.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
High dive into frozen waves. Where the past comes back to life. Fight fear for the selfish pain. And it's worth it every time. Hold still right before we crash. Cause we both know how this ends. Our clock ticks till it.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Running Wild
Riding into the sunset. The highway is winding its way. The motor is droning. While the night is killing the day. Swallowed by the twilight. The plains are hiding left and right. The air's turning colder. Freezing, I am.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Bruce Springsteen
Some folks are born made to wave the flag. Yeah the red white and blue. When the band plays Hail. To The Chief' oh they point the cannon at you Lord. It ain't me it ain't me. I'm no senator's son. It ain't me it ain't.