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Well I walked out of the house one morning A couple of days ago
I walked into the store to get a newspaper for the road
They said that a eastern country was drifting the war
So I turned on my radio to get some more

When the first bomb is falling
The truth surely dies
And the headlines of the paper
Are only telling lies

They said that the bombers were on the way
Families were on the run
Some common graves were discovered today
I can t believe - what they said
Cause when someone declares the war
The truth - always dies at first
45 channels always the same
Won t you tell me, who s to blame

High on a mountain in western montana
A silouette moves across a cinammon sky
Riding along on a horse he calls music
With a song on his lips, and a tear in his eye

He dreams of a time, and a lady that loved him
And how he would sing her sweet lullabye s
But we...

Waiting at the station
Tears filling up my eyes
Sometimes the pain you hide
Burns like a fire inside
Look out my window
Sometimes it s hard to see
The things you want in life
Come and go so easily

She took the last train out of my heart ooo, ooo
She took the last train
And now I think...

Being with you
Longin’ for something to happen
Biding my time
Hopin’ to get a reaction
Atmosphere’s chance
Heavy with anticipation
Don’t leave me here
With only my imagination

Free me
Now free me
Let me loose to love you, yeah
How I long to seduce you
Oh, free...

Jeszcze się nie stało nic

Jeszcze świat na dłoni

Jeszcze mi się tylko śnisz

A już serce płonie

Wiatr nie porwie mnie

I nie zmyje deszcz

Będę od kiedy chcesz



Podaruj mi sny

miesiące i dni

podaruj już dziś

cudowną przyszłość

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miesiące i dni

magiczne sny

i miłość



Nie policzę ile dróg

Jest już poza nami

Gdzie nas porymował Bóg

Ani gdzie my sami

Ważne...

Za siedmioma, za górami gdzieś
Jest taka noc, jest taki dzień
Gdzie w marzeniach kiedyś znowu spotkam cię
Na pewno wiem, wiem na pewno
Zamykam oczy, żebyś dał mi jakiś znak
I serce bije mocno tak, aż strach!

Z kalendarza wykreśliłam dni
Zbyt szare są, zbyt wiele ich
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