Robyn - Where did our love go
Tekst :
Thoughts about you and me
Thinkin about what we used to be
Love was strong so were we
Until one day it all went wrong
A new body a new face
But no one good enough to fill your empty space
Baby where did our love go
I m thinkin about you and me now
Baby both you and I should know
We should know by now
Warming heat coolin shade
Whatever I needed I found in the love we made
Maybe this was meant to be
Miss and reminisce of something close to exctasy
But I still hope that you feel our love inside the way I do
[Chorus]
Thoughts about you and me
Thinkin about what used to be
Inne utwory
Aldrig hant I wish Bumpy ride With every heartbeat Oh baby Bum like you Show me love Breakdown intermission Underneath the heart How Still your girl Big city Aldrig hant (eng) Just another girlfriend The last time Losowe utwory
Y me quedé soñando, con la ilusión a cuestas,
Con la esperanza guardada,
En el bolsillo roto de un pantalón,
En el baúl sin fondo de mis decepciones
Aletargado en el tiempo obsesionado con verte
Se enrojecieron mis ojos se marchitaba mi mente
Será, que aún no se llenaba la luna
Será, que el tiempo fue menguando...
Be-ah bickey ba bo-bo-bo
I got a gal that I love so
Delusions of grandeur, delusions of grandeur
I’m a dedicated follower of my own success
I can handle the glamour, I can cope with the stress
Deal with the doughnuts and please all...
Nesciam nostra est
aeterna ultima requies falsite
Sentiam ut nova ducemus
We ll never know our possibilities to predict what is to come
and so we have illusions to think freely
Once we have been reached from within
Til we tried to reach what we do can t achieve
Because once we have been eager to...
We hit the dark rooms
at the dying of the light
and for developments await
the day beginning with
the coming of the night
I take my breakfast at eight p.m.
I list the promises I ve given to myself
the world...
I get up like a rocket in a hurricane
Then it s off to work like a runaway train
Drivin them nails, draggin my tail
It don t take much to follow my trail, follow my trail
Back and forth in a game of pickle
I ain t nothing but the monkey in...