(Playing with the boys) Playing, playing with the boys After chasing sunsets One of life's simple joys Bodies working overtime Staying, playing with the boys I'd say it was the right time To walk away

I'm running after you throughout The valleys of tormented souls Don't you be afraid of me only kissing your shadows You're so far away, I can your scent When I carries your shadow And if you truly want I'll cross the line I'll follow Eight above yer

If I had the chance to make one wish Every single moment would be like this Laying here baby, just me and you Yeah, and every day would be Sunday afternoon I swear it feels just like The clocks slow down for a while And the air tastes sweeter And

In the enemy land Everyone was shouting When the king came down the hill They were attacked by surprise In the middle of the night They didn't stand a single chance A single chance to fight After the battle they gathered around the king And they had

We venture through time blind, running hands against the walls Sweeping barricades red with rust Quiet this mind abandoned fields of thought Searching for meaning, wandering in opaque Closing my eyes, and let the color in Quiet this mind ignite these

I am still chasing after you After all this trouble I've been through And after all these things I thought I knew I must not have a clue Chasing after you 'Cause I'm still chasing after, chasing after you Chasing after you (oh, oh) She's building me up

Ow, ow, oww That's it rough, soft, turn me around How does it feel Yeah, yeah, oh, oh, oh After tonight, tonight, tonight I'm a be your favorite (oh yeah) All night, all night, all night, all night I'm a be the one chasin'

Let us all be free free free free Everybody sing we're free free free free Freedom now They throwed him in jail And they kept him there Hoping so he'd die That his body and spirit would waste away And soon after that his mind But every day is born a fool

Awaken, ruinous fiend of early generations Your rotting corpse is restored Straighten your limbs, brush off the dust Withered bandages restrain you no more Severed heads accent the gates Bones emerge from the sands Proof of your reign remains I, your

Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - no more Put me on the blink I'll sing to him, each spring to him After one whole quart of brandy Like a daisy, I'm awake With no bromo-seltzer handy I don't even shake Men are