Hooverphonic - Lung
Tekst :
To me and to youThere s no difference for us
Again, avail
Your heart s some trust
Let s open it
Be strong
Cut out
It s lung
Be gentle
Get on
There s no spanish comic strip
Give up, for real
May sure you ve got your gun
Let s open it
Be strong
Cut out
It s lung
Let s open it
Be strong
Cut out
It s lung
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
After all
I stumble to the mirror,
say everything s alright,
but the man in the mirror
never lies.
The aging face I see
staring back at me
shows the years,
shows the miles.
Now, I m no perfect husband,
but I do so love my wife
and mykids are the
greatest...
say everything s alright,
but the man in the mirror
never lies.
The aging face I see
staring back at me
shows the years,
shows the miles.
Now, I m no perfect husband,
but I do so love my wife
and mykids are the
greatest...
Making pies
It s not far
I can walk
Down the block
To TableTalk
Close my eyes
Make the pies all day
I stick a cap
On my hair
I used to mind
Now I don t care
I used to mind
Now I don t care
Cause I m great
Did I show...
I can walk
Down the block
To TableTalk
Close my eyes
Make the pies all day
I stick a cap
On my hair
I used to mind
Now I don t care
I used to mind
Now I don t care
Cause I m great
Did I show...
What else is there?
It was me on the road
But you couldn t see me
Too many lights out,
But nowhere near here
It was me on the road
Still you couldn t see me
And the flashlights and explosions
Roads and getting nearer
We cover distance but not...
But you couldn t see me
Too many lights out,
But nowhere near here
It was me on the road
Still you couldn t see me
And the flashlights and explosions
Roads and getting nearer
We cover distance but not...
Marigold
She makes me crazy, like flowers
Make me crazy, my marigold
Like a fist full of daisies, or a
Pocket full of posies, or marigolds
Colors all collide now in meadows
And in daydreams of golden hue,
Crying yellow
Raining green
And...
Make me crazy, my marigold
Like a fist full of daisies, or a
Pocket full of posies, or marigolds
Colors all collide now in meadows
And in daydreams of golden hue,
Crying yellow
Raining green
And...
Taste in men
Come back to me awhile
Change your style again
Come back to me awhile
Change your taste in men
It s been this way since Christmas Day
Dazzled, doused in gin
Change your taste in men
Come back to me awhile
Change your style again
Come back to me awhile
Change your style again
Come back to me awhile
Change your taste in men
It s been this way since Christmas Day
Dazzled, doused in gin
Change your taste in men
Come back to me awhile
Change your style again
Come back to me awhile