Tác giả: Marrilion
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Chưa Biết
Heading for the great escape. Heading for the rave. Heading for the permanent holiday. Heading for the winter trip. Heading for the slide. Heading for the dignified walk away. Heading for the open road. Goodbye to all.
Tác giả: R. Kelly
Ca sỹ thể hiện: R. Kelly
Who's the worlds greatest? Who's the worlds greatest? The worlds greatest. I am a mountain. I am a tall tree, oh. I am a swift wind. Sweepin' the country. I am a river. Down in the valley, oh. I am a vision. And I can.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Bon Jovi
I don't wanna be another wave in the ocean. I am a rock, not just another grain of sand (that's right). I wanna be the one you run to when you need a shoulder. I ain't a soldier but I'm here to take a stand because we.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
When you're feeling lost in the night. When you feel your world just ain't right. Call on me. I will be waiting. Count on me. I will be there. Anytime the times get too tough. Anytime you're best ain't enough. I'll.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Yeah, You could be the greatest. You can be the best. You can be the king kong banging on your chest. You could beat the world. You could beat the war. You could talk to God, go banging on his door. You can throw.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Carly Simon
Down the way where the nights are gay. And the sun shines daily on the mountain top. I took a trip on a sailing ship. And when I reached Jamaica I made a stop. But I'm sad to say I'm on my way. Won't be back for many.
Tác giả: Eurythmics
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Chưa Biết
Well I was born an original sinner. I was born from original sin. And if I had a dollar bill for all the things. I've done there'd be a mountain. Of money piled up to my chin hey. My mother told me good my mother told.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Chưa Biết
To the queen of hearts is the Ace of sorrow. He's here to day he's gone tomorrow. Young men are plenty but sweethearts. If my love leaves me what shall I do. Had the stone in yonder mountain. Where gold and silver is.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
How many roads must a man walk down. Before you call him a man. How many seas must the white dove sail. Before she can sleep in the sand. The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind. The answer is blowing in the.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
They're working while. I'm missing you those healing hand of time and soon they'll be dismissing you from this heart of mine they'll lead me safely through the night and I'll follow as though blind. My future tightly.