t was many years ago
Made them love me
You don't want to know...
Standing, in a row, virgins knee deep in snow
And to let them be I would always
Strike at their hearts, let their lives fall apart
And their needs for a dream would return them
Home
All things must end
I read it in the stars
Left them as spent hours pickled onions in their jars
In their letters home they would love to go
But they'll never find peace of mind
Nor me in New York
"Did I die in the war?"
But before I left shore I sure Bela Kissed them
Home
"Overexposure"
Down at the crossroads
Question is posed "Were you hiding in the
Brave Foreign Legion
In the crowd at the station?"
I'll be here where you need me to be you'll find me
Home
Man made the cars to take us over the road
Man made the train to carry the heavy load
Man made electric light to take us out of the dark
Man made the boat for the water, like Noah made the ark
Man thinks about our little bitty baby girls and our baby boys
Oi jau cia turetu padirbeti viesuju rysiu specialistai.welcome to XXI century Negi nesimato kad rusai iki mano amziaus megsta vakarietiska kultura.ta pati muzika filmai drabuziai keliones.jiems priklauso ateitis te seniai pasilaidoja po tankais o ne jie