[Intro]I like them black girls, I like them white girlsI like them Asian girls, I like them mixed-race girlsI like them Spanish girls, I like them Italian girlsI like the French girls, and I like ادامه مطلب

She’s the type of girl that makes you feel better.Don’t matter how you used to feel.She’s the kinda girl that follows with the weather.And the sun brings out her sex appeal.If you want to talk ادامه مطلب

Just like the seedI don’t know where to goThrough dirt and shadow, I growI’m reaching light through the struggleJust like the seedI’m chasing the wonderI unravel myselfAll in slow motionYou cannot eat money, oh noYou ادامه مطلب

The world today has changedYou’re no longer here and I feel strangeNow every moment spent with youAnd the love within my heart feels like a woundAnd though it hurts, it feels good tooIn the warmth ادامه مطلب

Look up at the lightThis could be a dream or it could be realDive in to my mindAnd don’t come up for air, you won’t need it hereCan I move you? Can I serve your ادامه مطلب

I know I belong here on earthBut I long to be lifted upMy heart does not rhymeThe rhythm of my mindWhat is life worth livingIf you can’t dance to anything?Night after nightOh, I long to ادامه مطلب

[Verse 1]I fall asleep in my own tearsI cry for the world, for everyoneAnd I build a boat to float inI’m floating away [Pre-Chorus]I can’t recall the last time I opened my eyes to see ادامه مطلب

Ooh-oohOoh-oohOoh-oohAs I pour out my storyDrink me up, there is wine in every wordHere’s to us now, my dearWe’re being strong nowAnd the dark dresses lightlyRazor sharp as it cuts right through my soulHere’s to ادامه مطلب

Walking in my sleepLike the naked treesWill they wake up again?Do they sleep, do they dream?Feel it as the wind strokes my skinI am moved by the chillHear the winter bird singAh-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahAh-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahMy tears are always ادامه مطلب

Your blood, what matter is it made of?Do you feel it travel in and out your heart?Needles, stitching up the big holesYou’ve prepared for battle, as you fell apartAre you dust?You are dust, dustYour voice ادامه مطلب