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Albums:

Lady Antebellum (Lady Antebellum) · Fourteen Autumns & Fifteen Winters (The Twilight Sad) · Dancemania Winters (Hutchinson, Hutch) · It's Now Winters Day [Bonus Track] (Tommy Roe) · Fourteen Autumns & Fifteen Winters (The Twilight Sad) · It's Now Winters Day (Tommy Roe) · Age of Winters (The Sword) · Age of Winters (The Sword) · On a Winters Evening (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Dancemania Winters, Vol. 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


From the album sutras

In the night
In the dark night
There's a light
That shines on me
And the lady of the lamp she
Lies by me and holds on tight
In
nights before the fire
You head up on my tears

Sentimental lady, you're living in a world of days gone by
Sentimental lady, you loved the movies that
help me to find my love
Lady starlight, help me tonight
Help me to find my love

Walking through a winter night,
Counting the stars  
And passing
Sleigh bells ring
Are you listening
In the studio
The lights are glistening
A beautiful night
We're happy tonight
Alan Parsons in a winter wonderland
maiden of the snow
A winter's stare through veils that still my sight
In the night, she calls

Bound by this passion, I'm begging you please let me go
help me to find my love
Lady starlight, help me tonight
Help me to find my love

Walking through a winter night,
Counting the stars  
And passing
I've been in and out of favor with lady luck
I gotta tell you
I've seen things I never wanted to see
I've got to get back on my feet
I feel like
I took two shots, got no ducks, and cold, cold hands
 
Last night while I was out drinking
Trying to have a good time
The lady with whom I was
on instrumentals
N - to the ladies for the nights that you're naughty
T - to the thugs and the niggas in the party (set it off)
E - fifth record, everybody put ya
and the players of the world
She's an all Acadian, northern lady
An real Canadian girl

She's from the miramichi by the old Atlantic sea
But like the rolling
at the wall
A helpless hungry lady
With no friends to call
Chorus:
I wonder
Where she goes when the night falls
What thunder
Has made us deaf to her calls?
Bag
From the Albums:
* Prisoner of the night
* 2nd Live
* Something heavy going down
* The naked truth
* Last blast of the century

Get out of my
you or I
Alright, alright says Baby Blue
Who doesn't really understand
August was a heavy month
But winter came at last.

*written by Bob Geldof
*taken
the world this is what I call living as I ride in my car and I'm
Blinded by the lights that were on the quest
We're running off in the night
Got some
I laid on a dune, I looked at the sky
When the children were babies and played on the beach
You came up behind me, I saw you go by
You were always so
draw picture for him of beautiful ladies
Surrounded by green trees and sunshine
And they laughed a lot
But then on the first day of June
The little
that you can't leave behind

Lady, you go far too deep
That's by far too deep

Angel
Hold my life for a while
On a winter day
We might run
draw picture for him of beautiful ladies
Surrounded by green trees and sunshine
And they laughed a lot
But then on the first day of June
The little
draw picture for him of beautiful ladies
Surrounded by green trees and sunshine
And they laughed a lot
But then on the first day of June
The little
a kind Hello,
Oh shopping bag lady the winter winds blow,
Society has forgotten you, there's nowhere left for you to go.

Through the tears, all your
In this album there’s a picture
Of the ladies at Daniela’s
You can tell it’s from the eighties
By the volume of their hair
There’s Usnavi, just
draw picture for him of beautiful ladies
Surrounded by green trees and sunshine
And they laughed a lot
But then on the first day of June
The little
stinging
The devil came and took me
From bar to street to bookie
No more nights by the telly
No more nights nappies smelling

Alone here in the kitchen
I
The trees they grow tall, the grass is growing green;
Many a cold and winter night that I alone have been.
It is a cold and cruel night when I must
She left me when my drinking
Became a proper stinging
The devil came and took me
From bar to street to bookie
No more nights by the telly
No more