chaud juste le temps de regarder les platanes juste le temps de regarder les autos juste le temps, le temps de voir passer les gens pour un instant les
This satellites lost, where has the fire gone? Down deeper he knows, there's still a chance to find it But should he stay lost, you are the reason, you
trip to the moon So I can laugh at my mistakes You see, I can see the end from here From this perspective it looks kind of silly Satellites and astronauts
I got a little change in my pocket going jingle lingle ling Want to call you on the telephone, baby, I give you a ring But each time we talk, I get the
Stop to question satellites Lost in vast expansions of space Place it in fists Finding more than we asked For 'misconceptions' reflective Glance
There?s a fool born every minute babe But this time it isn?t me And it doesn?t take 20-20 To see what I can see Don?t wanna hear nothin' 'bout nothin
I had an ocean of promises That never came true I had a mountain of hope baby Sailed right off into the blue Thought I had everything I want But then
You can be my head Oh, I really need one 'Cause it's used all its better days Yeah, you can be my head 'Cause I've ruined this one Blasting holes where
Hey, what were you thinkin' When they were startin' the show Yeah, I was there But I didn't care at all I was tryin' to find you When you got lost in
Something in you, it jitters like a moth And I see that your arms are out to God And oh, they kill you when they talk Makes a mountain peak seem little
When will you shut your mouth? Stop all the vibrate Birds flying out of a mountain Somewhere the snow cools my fever I just have stumps left for fingers
One two three I don't care if it rains or freezes Long as I got my plastic Jesus Sittin' on the dashboard of my car Comes in colorless, pink and pleasant
Oh God Has she always Lived here? (I think she has) Oh God Has she always Looked like that? (I think she has) Oh God God, has she Forgotten me? (I think
I know a girl who thinks of ghosts She'll make you breakfast, she'll make you toast She don't use butter, she don't use cheese She don't use jelly or
It's all a waste of time again She used to mow the lawn She always wasted everyone She always turned me on Now she's turned a kind That isn't so much
Once in a while, the time will come To surrender everything you have to give Once in a while, the time will come To surrender everything you have to give
Stuck in the perpetual motion And dying against the machine The whole thing leaves You a nothing instead of a these The sun is black and the black halos
on when you ain't got no relation To all those other stations, turn it on Put your life into a bubble We can pick you up on radar Hit a satellite with
