26.10.2008, 13:02
ich hab auch noch zwei songs von Roxette:
Zitat:
Fading like a flower
In a time
where the sun descends alone
I ran a long long way from home
to find a heart that's made of stone
I will try
I just need a little time
to get your face right out of my mind
to see the world through different eyes
every time I see you
Oh I try to hide away
but when we meet it seems I can't let go
every time you leave the room
I feel I'm fading like a flower
tell me why?
when I scream there's no reply
when I reach out there's nothing to find
when I sleep I break down and cry
every time I see you
Oh I try to hide away
but when we meet it seems I can't let go
every time you leave the room
I feel I'm fading like a flower
fading like a rose
fading like a rose
beaten by the storm
talking to myself
getting washed by the rain
it's such a cold cold town.
oder:
Spending my time
what's the time?
seems it's already morning.
i see the sky,
it's so beautiful and blue.
the tv's on but the only thing showing
is a picture of you.
oh i get up and make myself some coffee.
i try to read a bit
but the story's too thin.
i thank the lord above that you're not here to see me
in this shape i'm in.
spending my time,
watching the days go by.
feeling so small,
i stare at the wall,
hoping that you
think of me too.
i'm spending my time.
i try to call
but i don't know what to tell you.
i leave a kiss on your answering machine.
oh help me please,
is there someone who can make me
wake up from this dream?
spending my time, watching the days go by
feeling so small, i stare at the wall
hoping that you are missing me too
i´m speending my time, watching the sun go down
i fall asleep to the sound of "Tears of a Clown"
a prayer gone blind
i´m spending my time...
my friends keep telling me:
hey, life will go on,
time will make sure i will get over you.
this silly game of love -
you play, you win only to lose.
i am spending my time,
watching the days go by.
feeling so small,
i stare at the wall,
hoping that you
will think of me too.
i'm spending my time,
watching the sun go down.
i fall asleep to the sound
of "tears of a clown,"
a prayer gone blind.
i'm spending my time.