And I, just want to feel you're there And I don't want to have to share our love I try, but I get overwhelmed When you're gone I have no one to tell And I, just want to feel you're there And I don't want to have to share our love I try but I get overwhelmed All wrapped in cellophane, the feelings that we had
And the world before I met you I can't remember now, what was that like? Because you, you're so beautiful There is no part of you that I dislike Oh what would I do without you?
Some people feel what some people don't Some people watch until they explode The meaning of life doesn't seem to shine like that screen
Put me in a movie and everyone will know me You'll be the star you know you are The movies I watched when I was a kid The hopes and the dreams Don't give credit to the real things I love the movies
Come on Joe, just 22 to go, come on Joe, just 22 to go. Come on Joe, just you and the Eskimos, Come on now, just 22 to go. Come on now, just 22 to go, Let me hear your 50 words for snow. 29 creaky-creaky 30 psychohail 31 whippoccino 32 shimmerglisten 33 Zhivagodamarbletash 34 sorbetdeluge 35 sleetspoot'n
Baby I know hate Is always waiting at the gate; I just thought we'd locked the gate when we left in the morning. And I was told that war Is how we landed on these shores; I just thought the drums of war'd be louder warnings.
If I asked you now Will you be my prince Will you lay down your armour And be with me forever When you open me All the power in me moves How you want to see All the depths of me real When you open me All the power in me moves I feel real
With every generation comes Another memory lapse See the demonstrations of Failing to learn from our past We live in the dreamtime Nothing seems to last Can you really plan a future When you no longer have a past
So I moved to California‚ but it's just a state of mind It turns out everywhere you go‚ you take yourself‚ that's not a lie Wish that you would hold me or just say that you were mine It's killing me slowly
Dream a little dream of me Make me into something sweet Turn the radio on, dancing to a pop song Fuck it, I love you
'Cause where I come from Everybody frowns and walks around With that ugly thing on their face And where I come from We work hard and grind and hustle all day (Yes, we do) There comes a time, there comes a time At night, where we get to play And we smile and laugh and jump and clap And yell and holler and just feel great