Lyrics:
crossing this desert inside
Strange times, it may be
and we sure had our share
Lean on me (2x)
Oh baby, don't know what happened to me last night
I've
BLOOD OF THE UNICORN
There is a spiral on my face
Upon it a long and thin horn
It was made of a complete grace
Into purity I was born
I can
Running cross the sand
Dancing thru the night
Happy side by side
In time they'll realize
That dreams are compromised
And they will call it life
And that
be buying cigarettes
And remember how you laughed at stress
Now it seems so clear
Didn't show my face for two years
Baby I found out
What being so
The ghosts of Woodstock still haunt the next of kin
But the screams and shouts have turned to whispers on the wind
The time has come to face
the things that I do in my head
Leaving nothing unsaid, sleeping late in my bed
Sleeping late, sleeping late
Sometimes I'm embarrassed by devious thoughts
we've sinned
Well, it was what I wanted now
And if we're victims of the night
I won't be blinded by the light
Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)
that makes me feel love(oh my baby)
I know it's a new day
Cause I've never felt this way
You can see it by the smile on my face
There's no reason why
I
to place
me now you make me feels so good
check it out now on the roof
little baby
don't give them what they say
they can't think(face) man
当我在闭眼睛 我一定会梦到你
The ghosts of Woodstock still haunt the next of kin
But the screams and shouts have turned to whispers on the wind
The time has come to face
hope I'm on the right road, but judging by the smile on your face
I must be doin' something right
I just heard you sigh
You leaned into my kiss
man
Tonight i'm learning how to fly and i surrender
I've travelled all this way for your embrace
Enraptured by the recognition on your face
[C-Bo]
My whole crew is platinum
Quick to throw it down with Magnums
We ain't duckin' when the guns start blastin'
What's happenin'
West Coast
"Come over, nobody's home"
And it doesn't really matter where I am
'cause there's nothing I would rather see
Than your face smiling back at me
I'll be
Tiggers
And grandpa Tiggers
As you can plainly see
When we're all together
It's a jumping jamboree
Round, round my family tree
I look like them
a morning sun appears
wake up and find on my face a tear
Coz' from the vivid dream in my head,
of you in arms, but it's my pillow instead.
So real did it
see the suffering of their lives as you pass them by
Read about the daily tragedies in the paper
Get your depression fix from the T.V. set
It's
It's not the same, no not since you went away
I close my eyes, try to see your face again
The image is smeared by the monster you became
I know what
And the ants go marching one by one
Into the house, they burn it down
There are no survivors
They all become ash and settle down on the ground
I made up my mind I was avoiding you
You were the last guy I ever wanted to see
So I stopped by somewhere I thought you might be
We shared a moment
When the days get short on the mountain, you get ready to face the chill
Some folks pinched their pennies trying to make it through
They say those were
changed my world and everything I knew
I wanna spend my life with you
Sometimes it might get rough
But we'll survive on love
There's nothing we can't face
attends
There's no stopping this relentless procedure
And his tongue it extends
He eats you by the tens
He wouldn't hurt a fly; he doesn't like their
We're gonna have some fun with this one, ha
Let's get it!
Skin's brown but the name is Whyte, macadamia
Young prince from the Incas, next throne
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