April 2009
When I look into your eyes I can see a love restrained But darlin' when I see you Don't you know I feel the same Nothing lasts forever And we both know hearts can change. And it's hard to hold
Guess I needed sometime to get away I needed some piece of mind Some piece of mind that'll stay So I thumbed it down to Sixth and L.A. Maybe a Greyhound could be my way Police and Niggers, that's rig
It's a story of a man Who works as hard as he can Just to be a man Who stands on his own But the book always burns As the story takes it turn An leaves a broken man I owe a favor to a friend My friend
flickan: mamma? vad gör du? mamman: jag ska bara köpa en sak i kiosken. flickan: nej, vi kan väl stanna någon annan stans? snälla. mamman: