Are you in Heaven or is it real life? 'Cause ain't nobody ever made you feel like You can't get enough it, you keep wantin' more Ever since you was young
If she's not with the one she loves She'll love the one she's with I'll tell you why I'm always near And not far from her kiss For if she's not with
Well I saw her down on sunset road A dark girl in a long black coat Well I knew her way back in school And I can't believe my eyes That pretty smile
I watch Your wonders fill the sky Over the mountains, reaching high The same majesty floods my life I stand in awe Lovely, there is none more lovely
I'm in love Ooh and I love the feeling Hey, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love And I love the feeling The sun seems to shine all the
Hallelujah, what a mighty God You made a way for me You made a way for me No one like You Wonderful You are You freely gave to me You freely gave me
call it rock and roll The beast and dragon, adored You been gone so long Oh, where you been for so long I went to places unknown The beast and dragon, adored
The beast and dragon, adored You been gone so long Where you been for so long I went to places unknown Rented a room And I forgot my pen Shook my twin
It's a love thing, it's a love thing (It's a love thing, thing) The look in your eyes is more than enough To make my poor heart burst into flames Before
I love the way she fills her clothes She looks just like them girls in Vogue I love the way she plays it cool I think that she is beautiful She's so
Oh I, oh I know Oh I, oh I know She's lovely, she's lovely She's lovely, she's lovely Oh I (She's lovely) Oh I know (She's lovely) Oh I (She's lovely
Bittida en morgon innan solen upprann Bergatroliet friade till fager ungersven Innan foglarna borjade sjunga Hon hade en falskeliger tunga :Herr
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Hort von den sieben Vaganten Die ihr Gluck in der Holle fanden Behangen mit Fetzen und Schellen Die so laut wie Hunde bellen Ihr Lachen ist Sturm und
Bittida en morgon innan solen upprann Innan foglarna borjade sjunga Bergatroliet friade till fager ungersven Hon hade en falskeliger tunga Herr Mannelig
Gimme the ring, kissed and told Gimme something that I missed A hand to hold, wild and what it seems.... Kill the King, when love is the law And the we
Es war einmal ein Konig an Land und Dingen reich Der sa? auf seinem Thron finster und bleiCH Was er sinnt ist SchRecken, was er blIckt ist Wut Was er
Ich fing ihr Herz an einem Sommertag Der auf dem Wasser so mude lag Die Luft erbrach sich fast vor Fruchtbarkeit Und unsereins der hat schon lang nicht
