I can't believe it's last night again I can leave myself here The days seem so familiar There's something about the evenings Even though they change every now and then (Kenny Chesney): Well I can be myself here I can free myself here I see things go down

Lisboa, hi Lisboa The soul of your days come by Know the heathen land of love beneath All your faith in the skies Lisboa, Lisboa From arms, to live or die People enter, falling in the quite See love so The twilight ember feel any

And maybe one day I'll be wiser 'Cause maybe one day I'll be further from here Put all of my faith in tomorrow Dark days keep me up all night One day (one day) Only thing I know, it's gonna be Only thing I know, it's gonna be alright Only thing I know

Baby I will take you far away Don’t you know these are our golden days Baby all the other boys they don’t see what I see Now won’t you say you see it in me Tamarinds and skinny jeans Oh won’t you be my summer love Take you walking through the garden And

Ghetto, mi seh the ghetto dem tired of crying Which path mi grow Ghetto, bare mad people mi know Ghetto, wickeder than action show Hungry days wi know Ghetto, pon crackers and water wi grow Ghetto, if a badness wi a pro Long rifle a shrub out Regular

I need you more than the sun I can't believe that it's over She's telling me that we're done I should've known all along It's over, it's over Don't tell me it's over You're telling me that we're done Twelve days later and I can't start over I left her,

If not now then when If now today then Why make your promises A love declared for days to come Is as good as none You can wait 'til morning comes You can wait for the new day You can wait and lose this heart You can wait and soon be sorry

Seal my heart and break my pride I've nowhere to stand and now nowhere to hide Align my heart, my body, my mind To face what I've done and do my time The young man stands on the edge of his porch The days were short and the father was gone There was no

The fire burns from better days And she screams why oh why I said I don't know The catastrophic hymns from yesterday Virginia was a "lot lizard" from F.L.A. She had a compound fracture in the "trunk" It started when she ran away Thumbs out on the

It is almost impossible to catch up And no one knows what the next day will bring It's time to get to work I challenge you to work After you've missed a day's work A day like this will come A day like the will go There's no secret about this You reap