Ay, nuestro amor se acabo Por mi buscate otro hombre Otro que te vuelva loca Loca, loca, vete Ay, nuestro amor se acabo Por mi buscate otro hombre Otro
Yeah, hustla I got the brown bag full of money I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore that I will never hustle no more but I will never say that
Vroom on a Yamaha chromed out 11 hundred What I'm doin'? Gettin' money What we doin'? Gettin' money What they doin'? Hatin' on us But they neva cross
Here are the books of Luke You need them to open the seed To see what goes on in the world Here in my mind Catch the wind and hold on tight To what we
(Child child, child, the child) Father of the man (Father of the man, father of the man) (Child child, child, the child) Father of the man (Father of
Winter rain, now tell me why Summers fade, and roses die The answer camethe wind and rain Golden hills, now veiled in grey Summer leaves have blown away
That's all I wanted, something special Something sacred in your eyes For just one moment, to be bold and naked at your side Sometimes I think that you
If you leap awake In the mirror of a bad dream And for a fraction of a second You can't remember where you are Just open your window And follow your memory
There was a time I was happy in my life There was a time I believed I'd live forever There was a time that I prayed to Jesus Christ There was a time I
Space ships can't tame the jungle And I feel like I'm giving in We've been drivin' through a desert Looking for a life to call our own I push, I pull
Space ships can't tame the jungle And I feel like I'm giving in We've been drivin' through a desert Looking for a life to call our own I push I pull
A scream and a cry and a yell. A father in the forest searching for his children. Children, children where have you gone to. Because of me you have forgotten
It's funny that way, you can get used To the tears and the pain What a child will believe You never loved me You can't hurt me now I got away from you
How deep the Father's love for us How vast beyond all measure That He should give His only Son To make a wretch His treasure How great the pain of searing
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Father of mine Tell me where have you been? You know I just closed by eyes My whole world disappeared Father of mine Take me back to the day Yeah, when
Wales and in the more central and southern parts It'll be a fine, dry day Good deal of sunshine to begin With clouding over somewhat later on But for
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