I can sabotage me by myself I try to keep going but it's not that simple I think I'm a little bit caught in the middle Gotta keep going or they'll call me a quitter I don't need no help Don't need no one else Yeah, I'm caught in the middle And I'm just a

I want a Sunday Kind of Love. A love to last, past Saturday night. And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight. And I want a, a love that's on the square. Can't seem to find somebody, someone to care. And I'm on a lonely road that leads to

This is my dance floor My dance floor This is the night So let's bring up the lights Everything more Never seen this before I'm stepping now To a whole new beat Taking the crowd

Oh, Maggie, I couldn't have tried any more You led me away from home Just to save you from being alone Wake up, Maggie I think I got something to say to you It's late September and I really should be back at school I know I keep you amused, but I feel

I wish those days could come back once more Why did those days ever have to go Looking back on when I Was a little nappy headed boy Then my only worry Was for Christmas what would be my toy Even though we sometimes Would not get a thing We were happy

Inno dell’amore Così forte, così grande Che mi trafigge il cuor Ma limpido è il mattino Amaro senza te Questa mia canzone Te la canto adesso Con il mio dolor Tra I campi odor di vino

Sometimes it feels like this world is spinning faster Than it did in the old days So naturally, we have more natural disasters From the strain of a fast pace Sunday was a day of rest Now, it's one more day for progress

Don't think I could forgive you Ya, you never said a word You didn't send me no letter See, our world is slowly dying I'm not wasting no more time Don't think I could believe you Ya, our hands will get more wrinkled And our hair, it will be grey And see

I've been waitin', so long waitin' Girl, it sure feels like love I need it every day Yeah, it sure feels like love I wanna tell you Feels like love No more lonely nights searchin' for this feelin' Feels like love, every day I'm red-hot, higher than high

I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more Watching through my fingers, watching through my fingers Every minute and every hour Every stumble and each misfire What's gonna be left of the world if you're not in it? What's gonna be left of the world, oh Put