(I can't stop loving you) (I can't stop wanting you) It's useless to say I've made up my mind To live in memory of the lonesome times So I'll just live my life in dreams of yesterday (Dreams of yesterday) Those happy hours that we once knew Though long

The summer wind The summer wind came blowin' in from across the sea It lingered there, to touch your hair and walk with me All summer long we sang a song and then we strolled that golden sand Two sweethearts and the summer wind Like painted kites, those

No more parties in LA Please baby no more parties in LA, uh No more (Los Angeles) Hey baby you forgot your Ray Bans And my sheets still orange from your spray tan It was more than soft porn for the K-man She remember my Sprinter, said "I was in the grape

Wheat kings and pretty things Sundown in the Paris of the prairies Wheat kings have all their treasures buried And all you hear are the rusty breezes Pushing around the weather vane Jesus In his Zippo lighter, he sees the killer's face Maybe it's someone

Ever felt away Ever felt away with me Just once that all I need Entwined in finding you one day Ever felt away without me My love, it lies so deep Ever dream of me Would you do it with me Heal the scars and change the stars

It's not the same without your love Every night and every day, girl It's late at night, nothin's feelin' right Since you've gone away I think I know why you left this time, But it's still hard to say I nearly lost it, when he came around you Now I'm

Hmm, c'est si bon Lovers say that in France When they thrill to romance It means that it's so good Oh, c'est si bon So I say it to you Like the French people do Because it's oh-so good, ba-ba-doo, doo day Every word, every sigh

Taken away to the dark side I wanna be your left hand man I love you when you're singing that song and I got a lump in my throat because You're gonna sing the words wrong Lady, running down to the riptide Oh, and they come unstuck Oh lady, running down

Go 'head, ruin my make up (Yeah eh eh) I love it when we make up (Yeah eh eh) Love it when we make up (Yeah eh eh) I like to fuck with you just to make up with you 'Cause the way you be screamin' my name Make me wanna make love to you I might break up

Siamo con il nostro dio scuro Siamo con clavi (Siamo con dio) We are here For your praise Our conjuration sings infernal salms And smear the smudge in bleeding palms