your eyes, I can see my dreams reflections In your eyes, I found the answers to my questions In your eyes, I can see the reason why our love's alive In your
Översättning: Hill, Dan. In Your Eyes.
your eyes I can see my dreams reflections In your eyes I found the answers to my questions In your eyes I can see the reason why our love's alive In your eyes
on and on I guess I was wrong. Tried so hard to prove myself in your eyes could never live up to your standards so high. Brown skin on white sheets, your
I ask is that tonight We have this dance of love Your eyes, they shine like stars above This is the night that I've been dreaming of It's your favorite
everyone's had hopes I guess On how the world should be Everyone's had dreams that just elude reality Oh and God your name's been used For politics for power God your
to hear that song again from the night we first met I don't want to hear you wispering, things I'd rather forget I don't want to look into your eyes,
How can I tell you how I feel inside Will the truth throw you away Sometimes I look into your eyes and start to cry Cause we come so close, then we back
me And all that I am and all that I'll be means nothing at all if you can't be with me Your most innocent kiss, girl, your sweetest caress seduces me
Too many times Girl I've swallowed my pride Waiting for you to come home When you finally arrive Your eyes shining bright There's the scent of some rich
. How can I forget your greatest gift? I swore I saw your eyes when I first looked at his, And when you cried, the tears were falling from my eyes As
hold back? You know what I?m drivin? at. CHORUS: Take me to your pleasure center. Make this moment last forever. Take me to your pleasure center. (Ecstasy) Ecstasy. Take me to your
All Right Written by Amy Grant, Dan Huff, and Phil Naish Sung by Amy Grant Looking out To the hills, to the setting sun, I feel a cold wind Bound to come
ditch and she stone me a grave Seven weeks in utero, you grow and don't be a slave Just build your hunger and your power from your loneliest days There
(Barry Mann, Dan Hill) You ask me if I love you and I choke on my reply I'd rather hurt you honestly than mislead you with a lie And who am I to judge
