To your heart This the day it all began One place that it came together More than a ring or a tattoo Wish your birthmark that reminds of you So let's get on an airplane Go back to where we began To that point which is days apart That stamp right next to

To you I'm just a girl Now I know I'm just another one of your Friday nights But I'm no past time, this is gonna be the last To you I'm just a girl, I'm just a call when there's nowhere else to fall Just a number on your wall, In a pretty dress and

And the neighbors yeah they all hate us Cupid's secret is love starts before you need it With a little bit of prayer, little bit of porn (Sorry) Couple long nights sleeping on my own Waiting for the right one to come along Waiting for the right one and

Talk until the sunrise in the east I'm hanging on to every single word that you say We can build our trust beneath the sheets I fall into your honesty Tell me why you're afraid Now we got each other, hope it's always this way Couple more minutes Couple

That would be very nice Someone to cling to me stay with me right or wrong Someone to sing to me some little samba song Someone to take my heart and give his heart to me Someone who's ready to give love a start with me Should it be you and me Someone to

I can make a thug cry, tonight There's something 'bout you Baby we got to Give it all that we got for the moment Watch me make a thug cry, tonight Cause that's how true love is supposed to be ain't it When it feels so good it shakes all your belief, baby

La la la la la la la la! S'il y a vraiment quelque part Quelqu'un qui regarde tout ça Bravo le showman et be bop a lula! If there is really somewhere Someone who looks at everything Bravo and the showman Be Bop a Lula! Il y en a, il y en a encore.

Need you tonight, lover don't fade away Why can't this night...go on forever Lost in twilight, the memories Precious moments, you and me We've been old friends, all through the years Picture postcards, sharing tears What's in our hearts, there's never

Play by the rules You're gonna miss all the fun He was a melon stealin' A do-it-anywayin' Playin' hooky from school A water tower poet class of '73 He'd say by God you better know it if you're runnin' with me

Following a god so blind Swallow not the shit they feed The Halo over our demise Sallow in their sickening Our time, Will come Our time, Is now This is our call to arms, will you stand beside me? This is our time to fight, no more compromising And this