Chris De Burgh

There is something on my mind, and I’m loosing concentration,And I feel it every time that you are near me,I could tell you all about your picture at my bedside,I should call you sometime, and ادامه مطلب

Standing in the foyer of the Grand Hotel,Suitcase in his hand looking for a bill,There’s a hurricane coming and everyone’s trying to get away; Time of the season, time of the year,The weather reporter from ادامه مطلب

O Leon, o Leon, o Leon, WellahiyaO Leon, o Leon, o Leon, Wellahiya Out on the water I can hear them callI feel the rhythm inside of meThis is the moment I’ve been waiting forWhen ادامه مطلب

There are those who think that love comesWith a lifetime guaranteeBut we know from those around usThat this may not always beIt’s the simple thingsThat come betweenA father and a sonBut when they try to ادامه مطلب

In from the coastRiding like the wind and racing the moonShadows on the roadDancing and a-weaving like a crazy foolA horseman is comingDeath in his heart for a rendezvous And where the traveller goesNobody knowsWhere ادامه مطلب

I cannot sleep tonight, I have you on my mind,Even the wind is calling your name,Though you are far away, I feel that you are near,Whispering words from over the sea,And if you wake in ادامه مطلب

The last time I cried, I was sitting home,And it was deep in the night,Staring at the shadows and the flickering lights,Giving all that I had, to take them away,Giving all that I had, to ادامه مطلب

I’ve never seen you looking so lovely as you did tonightI’ve never seen you shine so bright, mhm-hmmI’ve never seen so many men ask you if you wanted to danceThey’re looking for a little romance, ادامه مطلب

Let us talk no more, let us go to sleep,Let the rain fall on the window pane,And fill the castle keep,I am weary now, weary to my bones,Weary from the traveling,And the endless country roads,That ادامه مطلب

… There once was a king, who called for the spring,For his world was still covered in snow,But the spring had not been, for he was wicked and mean,In his winter-fields nothing would grow;And when ادامه مطلب