But tonight you belong to me Once more just to dream In the moonlight My honey, I know, I know With the dawn That you will be gone By the stream

You're still the one I run to The one that I belong to You're still the one I want for life You're still the one that I love The only one I dream of You're still the one I kiss good night Não há pra gente Um lugar que seja longe Que amar é viver

Love for sale Appetising young love for sale When the only sound in the empty street Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet That belong to a lonesome cop I open shop When the moon so long has been gazing down On the wayward ways of this wayward town That

Broken halos that used to shine Seen my share of broken halos Folded wings that used to fly They've all gone wherever they go They belong to the by and by Angels come down from the heavens Just to help us on our way Come to teach us, then they leave us

You can fight this all you want, I surrender every dream, Every weapon you've got, Every secret that I keep, You surrender your heart, But tonight belongs to me But tonight belongs to me, Everyone's a passenger tonight, Just another accidental on the

Hey, hey, hey Do you bury me when I'm gone Do you teach me while I'm here Just as soon as I belong Then it's time I disappear Here I go into new days I'm pain, I'm hope, I'm suffer Ain't no mercy there for me And I went on down that road

'Cause when it's time to face the sun I know that you're the only one, only one I ain't a saint, I think you know But I see a way I'm gonna go It's no debate that I belong with you, yeah Baby, we're the same, you know my flaws So if I ever strain, you

Sky, so vast is the sky With far away clouds just wandering by Where do they go? Oh I don't know, don't know Wind that speaks to the leaves, telling Stories that no one believes Stories of love belong to you and me Oh Dindi if I only had words I would

When we were young When we were young we belonged to someone and that was easy Well you can’t be found if you’re not all alone You fell asleep listening to me linger on About how it used to be In the backseat My oldest friend, You know me then, You know

Love for sale. When the only sound in the empty street, Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet That belong to a lonesome cop I open shop. When the moon so long has been gazing down On the wayward ways of this wayward town. That her smile becomes a smirk, I