Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes Seasons of love How about love? Remember the love Measure in love Five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear How do you measure, measure a year? In daylights, in sunsets In midnights, in cups

Wir sind für die Musik geboren Wir sind die Diener eurer Ohren Immer wenn ihr traurig seid Spielen wir für euch Wer Gutes tut dem wird vergeben So seid recht gut auf allen Wegen Dann bekommt ihr bald Besuch Wir kommen mit dem Liederbuch Wenn ihr ohne

I was (Raised on the radio, raised on the radio, raised on the radio) And the radio played And the radio plays I remember riding shotgun in daddy's Chevrolet, We'd crank up the pioneers, and we'd sing away, Sometimes he'd let me take the wheel and we'd

I was (Raised on the radio, raised on the radio, raised on the radio) And the radio played And the radio plays I remember riding shotgun in daddy's Chevrolet, We'd crank up the pioneers, and we'd sing away, Sometimes he'd let me take the wheel and we'd

I'm gonna thrill you tonight Thriller, thriller night 'Cause this is thriller, thriller night It's close to midnight And something evil's lurking in the dark Under the moonlight You see a sight that almost stops your heart You try to scream But terror

I've been drunk up in the Smokies On a Rocky Mountain high I got friends from Tennessee So I got something in a bottle And I got something from a seed Since you said you didn't love me Since hung me out to dry Well I got friends from Colorado Made the

I guess I'm crazy, crazy for you can't you see Girl, there are no words to say What I feel in my heart You, you're on my mind night and day And it hurts me when we're apart When you're not here by my side There is nothing in this world for me And

Inside I'm a danger to myself I'm a danger to myself Inside I'm a prisoner of my own hell My own hell Twisting and turning unable to sleep Do the voices ever stop My thoughts speak louder the more I resist And they're driving me insane Do they ever go

Wait'll y'dig it on the map - airegin Spelled backwards Really're closin' up the gap - airegin Gone fac'wards Back long time ago they saw a ghost Ghost made a boast Soon that ghost was host (repeat first 8 bars) Those losing their hue They

Hallelujah, hallelujah It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah I've heard there was a secret chord That David played and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth The minor fall, the major