Your love, your love, love Why don't you give me your love? Your love, love, your love, your love Give me your love Your love, love So give me your love, I need it Give me your love, I need it, oh yeah, oh yeah Give me your heart, I'm bleeding Uh, uh,

She don't like the lights whoah woh oh She don't, she don't, She don't like the lights Don't wanna share with no one else, Want me to herself She don't like the flash, wanna keep us in the dark She don't like the fame, hated when we're miles apart And

Oh, c’est la traversée Oh, je la vois s’éloigner Oh, je la vois s’approcher C’est moi qui tiens le p’tit troquet de ce côté-ci de la place J’ai des clients fidèles, des piliers de bar et de terrasse Je garde un mot et un sourire pour chacun d’eux, c’est

Nature's disappearing Man's a filthy creature Raping the land and water and the air Tomorrow may be too late Now's the time that you must be aware Polluted death is coming, do you care Garbage going nowhere Soon the dumps will spread to your front door

Chérie Lise, chérie Lise Être moi sans toi Je ne saurai pas Oh, non, chérie Lise, chérie Lise. Chaque jour est sans surprise Chaque nuit mon coeur se brise. Tu as mis dans ta valise Mon collier de larmes grises. Je voudrais chanter ma peine

Don’t pin it all on me Fall upon your knees saying "This is my body and soul here" Fall and begging, pleading Oh blame, blame, blame (I got you, I got you) There’s no room for you here "You’ve got the power and control" You go sleep with the fishes Wrap

I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out Oh-oh-oh-oh When the sharpest words wanna cut me down I am brave, I am bruised I am who I'm meant to be, this is me And I'm marching on to the beat I drum I'm not scared to be seen I make no apologies, this is

On the border I'm out on the border Don't you tell me 'bout your law and order I'm try'n' to change this water to wine Oh oh, I'm out on the border Cruisin' down the centre of a two way street Wondering who is really in the driver's seat Mindin' my

Oh I like you too and to tell you the truth That wasn't my chair after all. Well excuse me, but I think you've got my chair, No that one's not taken, I don't mind if you sit here, I'll be glad to share. Yea it's usually, packed here on Friday nights, Oh

Oh you, you, you There's twenty-four hours in a day, I think about you more than twenty-four times Just trying not to think about you but you've been on my mind I got nothing for you but time 'Cause you always end up by my side Through loving you, I