Woorden:
Days Of The New Dancing With The Wind

are staring at me, children of the diseased Stuck on your beliefs, won't you sell me a reason? If joy awakened the land, time would have no purpose Dancing with the wind

eyes are staring at me Children of the diseased Stuck on your beliefs, won't you sell me a reason? If joy awakened the land, time would have no purpose Dancing with the wind

Lord, sweet daddy grace, wind lifted On the dance floor, mangoes is free followed by ghost Dug behind monument cakes, we never half-baked Alaskan, cess-capade, pushin' new

chance I'm all alone and I'm expecting you To lead me off in a cheerful dance I got a brand new suit and a brand new wife I can live on rice and beans

the day I breath last. (You Know) (Hook) (Chorus) Stunna: She wanna roll with me, she see me in the Benz, I let the top down, figure hair in the wind

Everyday is a winding road, is a winding road Is a winding road, oh It's a winding road, baby I hitched a ride with a Crazy Horse showgirl She says she

blind the new born god is dressed in innocence "Shall I dare or stay unconscious? Who'll be telling me wrong from right?" As shadows fall like leaves in September wind

You got your toecaps reinforced with steel Hard-wearing sole and heel Make those tired feet feel like new Take your pick, black or brown Great for the

and the feeling was mutual We used to cut our feet barefooted in chipped glass Now we blow smoke as we skip class New friends came, and with them came