See me, feel me, touch me, heal me Listening to you I get the music Gazing at you I get the heat Following you I climb the mountain I get excitement at your feet Right behind you I see the millions On you I see the glory From you I get opinions From you

Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Listening to the wind of change Where the children of tomorrow dream away (dream away) I follow the Moskva Down to Gorky Park Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams (share their dreams) An

When it was good it was bittersweet honey You made me sad 'til I loved the shade of blue I know you don't want to talk to me So this is what I will do Maybe you're listening So here's one last song for you I'm sending a message to you And I'm hoping that

If you've a lesson to teach me, I'm listening, ready to learn There's no one here to police me, I'm sinking in, until you return Don't deviate, don't be afraid Without the last corner piece I can't calibrate, And now it's no ones fault but yours At the

'Cause I'd spend half this morning Thinking about the t-shirt you sleep in I should know 'Cause I'd spend all the whole day Listening to your message I’m keeping And never deleting In the morning when you wake up I like to believe you are thinking of me

Aston Martin music, music In our ride Bobbin' to the music This is how we do it, all night (all night) Breezin' down the freeway Just me and my baby Just me and my boss No worries at all Listening to the

You've always loved the strange birds Now I want to fly into your world I want to be heard My wounded wing's still beating, You've always loved the stranger inside Me, ugly pretty Oh oh, no no no, oh Little ghost, you're listening, Unlike most you don't

Repent repent, repent repent Save my breath, 'cause no one is listening There's no today if there's no tomorrow Save your breath, 'cause no one can hear you Another day in the life Save your breath Children of all ages, welcome to the game Time to face

Ferris wheel make our ride Soaking the summer in, Coppertone glistening Tracing the tattoos on your skin One, two, three months fly Like a blink in your blue eyes In beach town Caught in that beach blonde salt sand tide Where young love rolls in fast as

If it's the last night it oughta be left for lovin', girl I don't know if you'll understand But I'm hoping that you'll follow me down to the waterway I'll be there if you change your mind Listening to the ticking of the hands on a clock working overtime