Noa - My heart calling
Tekst :
Tell me who I am
Tell me what I m hearing
Is it God or man
Leads us to our fate
Tears cried through the night
So much we ve been fearing
I know I can fight
Soon will be too late
It s my heart calling
It s my heart calling
It s my heart seeing
What it wants to see
It s my heart crying
It s my heart flying
It s my heart trying
To set me free
Darkness turns to light
While my soul is healing
I know I must fight
This war deep inside
It s my heart calling
It s my heart calling
It s my heart seeing
What it wants to see
It s my heart crying
It s my heart flying
It s my heart trying
To set me free
Waving banners, swinging swords
Queens and kings, and other lords
And the battles of our pride
Greed and hunger deep inside
All the sorrow born of pain
Cruelty and cruelty again
Who will stop this vicious spin
Open arms and let love in
Open arms and let love in
Open arms and let love in
Open arms and let love in
Inne utwory
Manhattan – Tel Aviv Home-made religion Me But love Blue touches blue Oh, my god Carefully Paranoia Dance of hope Wildflower Pines Keren-or Barren Haunted Wrap it up with love Desire You are too beautiful Losowe utwory
Listen i may well i hear what you re sayin
But you know we re not the bread & butter
Anymore these days everything s changed there s no use in arrangin
Some kinda thing it s all enough to hump for fun these days
Once upon a time i just can...
So many times
Said it was forever
Said our love would always be true
Something in my heart always knew
I d be lying here beside you
On my own
On my own
On my own
So many promises never should be spoken
Now I know what loving you cost
Now we re up to talking divorce
And we weren t...
I could feel your eyes
While they were burning
Wwith such intensity
You make me feel dirty
I can almost feel
Your hands all over me
Did your momma never say
Its rude to keep staring
If you re caught
Then...
Poor Jeremiah, his body is broken
Lying in the alley where he fell
His head is racing home to the heel of California
Poor Jeremiah Weed
He s got his friends and he s got his devices
He s got no need for you
No need for sympathy, no need for suprises
Poor Jeremiah Weed
Well I know...
Stop.
It’s 3:15
You have one minute.
Are you ready?
Now think of all things created
Think of those that you care for
Think of what you ve been blessed with
And everything that makes you afraid
Wish for anything...