Vertaling: Van Dik Hout. Vraagteken (?).
If you want me to wait I will wait for you If you tell me to stay I would stay right through If you don't wanna say Anything at all I'm happy wondering
He's distant most of the time He's busy too much on his mind He rarely answers her back She doesn't ask He tiptoes in late at night He changes without
Aye yo Paul, it's Em I got your call about the Michael Jackson thing And I know that he's not 'Thrilled' about the video What does he 'Wanna be startin
Wondering, wondering who's kissing you Wondering, wondering if you're wondering too Every hour of the day since you've been away I keep wondering, yes
Tonight my head is bowed in sorrow I can't keep the tears from my eyes My son calls another man daddy The right to his love I've been denied My son calls
I got a question mark You got a need to always take some shot in the dark I don't have to make pretend the picture I'm in is totally clear You think that
I've been working 'neath The grey sky And I'm wonderin' Still, I'm wondering why Must I lay low In a room full of strangers? Well, I'm thinking Thinking
Written by Carlton McCarthy Do you ever wonder What it's like To be alone and No sleep at night Ever wonder Is this for real Ever Wonder Sometimes I
Written by billy burnette. I'm always wondering about you, babe Bout all the times you've walked away And I'll always miss you when you go Cause the
Don't cry on my shoulder rely on someone who's older. I don't know what to tell you when you ask about love. I think I know what's wrong with you I
Well, I've come to know The look on your face When you're lying About where you've been Or how much you spent I know When you will raise your fingers
Sun's up, uh huh, looks okay The world survives into another day And I'm thinking about eternity Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me I had another
Here I am an this road Thousand miles from her There's an echo in my soul Like waves against her shores She's the place that I go When I find myself
You must be broken By a thousand ways of wasting time Get to the point And off a hundred lines a week No need to change my mind A cleaner shade of thinking
You must be broken by a thousand ways of wasted time Get to the point then off the hundred lines awake No need to change my mind, that clean a shade of
