Come morning light, you and I'll be safe and sound Just close your eyes, the sun is going down You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now I remember tears streaming down your face when I said I'll never let you go When all those shadows almost killed

It's easy to remember But so hard to forget So I must dream To have your hand caress me Fingers, press me tight I'd rather dream Than have that lonely feeling Stealing through the night Each little moment

Cobras Fumantes, eterna é sua vitória Rise from the blood of your heroes You, were the ones who refused to surrender The three rather died than to flee Know that your memory Will be sung for a century We remember, no surrender Heroes of our century Far,

Na na na na I'll always remember you I'm so thankful for the moments so glad I got to know ya The times that we had I'll keep like a photograph And hold you in my heart forever Na na na na na Yesterday's gone we gotta keep moving on I always knew this

Papa was a rollin' stone. Wherever he laid his head was his home. And when he died, all he left us was alone." It was the third of September; that day I'll always remember, 'Cause that was the day that my daddy died. I never got a chance to see him;

I'll remember you Hey, what's your name? 'Cause I need to know I've been high and I've been low Far beyond and far below Never seen you before If I die before I wake Promise me you'll remember me tomorrow

And this bird you can not change But, if I stayed here with you, girl Things just couldn't be the same Cause I'm as free as a bird now Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Lord knows, I can't change If I leave here tomorrow Would you still remember me? For I must be

Will we remember different summers Heads is easy Tails is harder to plan We're like a melody with no words Until we figure it out La, la, la, la, la, la I know it's simple yeah, but it's worked right up 'til now It's up to now

You're going through six degrees of separation Oh no there ain't no helping, to remember one's self First, you think the worst is a broken heart What's gonna kill you is the second part And the third, is when your world splits down the middle And fourth,

I'm moving on Yeah I'll be long gone I'm tired of sitting around and waiting I remember the first time I met you I thought my time had come I felt my time had come Instead of banging this drum I'm tired of thinking about you baby And I'll be long gone