bear to wound his pride. So the sun god flew away and when the king came down that day, He found his meadowlark had died. Every time I heard that part
: I remember sky It was blue as ink Or at least I think I remember sky. I remember snow Soft as feathers Sharp as thumb tacks Coming down like lint And
: I am going to like it here. There is something about the place, An encouraging atmosphere, Like the smile on a friendly face. There is something about
: I sometimes wish my heart could speak and say What my poor lips can never tell Of all the beauty God has sent my way And some that man has made as
out and sat by the willow tree, And I begged and pleaded, uh huh, Marry me, honey, and that is what she did. Begged and pleaded, uh huh Marry me, honey, And that
see. How can I know When my head is saying no And my heart's telling me that it's real? Can it be wrong If I burst into song At the wonder of feeling the way That
s following me around And now I walk along Among the Broadway throng Inviting everybody To sing my song. And now I walk along Among the Broadway throng Inviting everybody To sing my song
: Chi il bel sogno di Doretta Pote indovinar? Il suo mister come mai Come mai fini Ahime. un giorno uno studente In bocca la bacio E fu quel bacio Rivelazione
I'd love him still. What makes me love him? It's quite beyond me, It must be something I can't define. Unless it's merely That he's masculine And that
he cried: -Have you got any monotony today? -Have you got any monotony today? -Have you got any monotony today? Bye, bye, Mr. Monotony. Mr. Monotony, Is that
: Half a moment We are together I shall want no-one else And nothing new. Half a moment I shall treasure, Keep it locked away For some future
be Away from you. The people I meet Might as well be statues, The words we exchange Might as well be Greek. The room that I'm in May be bright and cheerful
splendid really needed me Someone affectionate and dear Cares would be ended if I knew that he Wanted to have me near. But I believe that since my life
away. Certain dreamers have kingdoms they will build, Filled with treasures and dragons to be killed Only dreamers have wings with which to fly far away
t bear to wound his pride. So the sun god flew away and when the king came down that day, He found his meadowlark had died. Every time I heard that part
I remember sky It was blue as ink Or at least I think I remember sky. I remember snow Soft as feathers Sharp as thumb tacks Coming down like lint And
Chi il bel sogno di Doretta Pote indovinar? Il suo mister come mai Come mai fini Ahime. un giorno uno studente In bocca la bacio E fu quel bacio Rivelazione