duży lotek wyniki losowania El Cielo No Entiende
When you walked in I barely knew it was you;
Your neon shades paled by the beige haze of school.
In your head the same subjects as everyone else.
It's okay. It's what you're supposed to think about.
You don't have to go back.
There are other courses of attack.
It's hard to think of something new.
But rebel, rebel, Don't go back to school.
Remember when we drove through the night from Columbia
Screaming our favorite songs at the top of our lungs?...
Or when you said you'd changed your eyes to green,
And all you had to do was say it and believe?
Save yourself
Your neon shades paled by the beige haze of school.
In your head the same subjects as everyone else.
It's okay. It's what you're supposed to think about.
You don't have to go back.
There are other courses of attack.
It's hard to think of something new.
But rebel, rebel, Don't go back to school.
Remember when we drove through the night from Columbia
Screaming our favorite songs at the top of our lungs?...
Or when you said you'd changed your eyes to green,
And all you had to do was say it and believe?
Save yourself
(by Elmore James, Morgan Robinson and Clarence Lewis)
The sky is crying, look at the tears rolling down the streets.
The sky is crying, look at the tears rolling down the streets.
I looked out my window, the rain was falling down in sheets.
My baby left me this morning, Lord knows I don't know the reason why.
My baby left me this morning, I don't know the reason why.
And everytime I think about it, I hang my head and cry.
The sun is shining, although it's raining in my heart.
The sun is shining, although it's raining in my heart.
I love my baby, I hate
duży lotek wyniki losowania El Cielo No Entiende
The sky is crying, look at the tears rolling down the streets.
The sky is crying, look at the tears rolling down the streets.
I looked out my window, the rain was falling down in sheets.
My baby left me this morning, Lord knows I don't know the reason why.
My baby left me this morning, I don't know the reason why.
And everytime I think about it, I hang my head and cry.
The sun is shining, although it's raining in my heart.
The sun is shining, although it's raining in my heart.
I love my baby, I hate