to prove my love for you I tried my best to live without you You hold the power in your hands You and only you can make these broken dreams come true Only you
my love for you Oh, I tried my best to live without you You hold the power in your hands You and only you can Make these broken dreams come true Only you
Prijevod: John Berry. Vi i samo vi.
Drake] Are You Listening? Is Anybody Listening? Walk Into The Room And You Can Smell The Clive Christian Scent A Lot Of Niggas Threatened My Postion And Thrillen Bars You Think Im Writing With John
it Halle Berry, get it Halle Berry, get it Two can play the games in a fantasy thing And only five percent of men got nine and up But eighty-five percent
Im so extraordinary St. John just like Walter Berry Pinch my gift like the LA dodgers Hold Death fine like you need a Rodgers Talk my slang as I flash
and feel you in my arms And I wouldn't be here now parked outside your house Not ashamed to crawl oh if I had any pride left at all And only a fool would
to take you driving And get lost on those old dirt roads We'd pull off on the side And then I'd hold you tight Let's do that tonight Come on and kiss
I'd pack my bags and go that far With the street that only love commands I give my heart Keep it with you if you have to go It will see you safely home
who's strong, someone who can love and understand someone who accepts the way I am and who will love me for that, just for that.... yeah Here you are my destiny, and
left me cold You're so different from the others You're the only one I want to hold And I thought love was like the moonlight Always fading with the davwn But you
you No I can't keep my mind off you You're not a thought that comes and goes You're more than a dream or a fantasy Where it will lead love only knows
Yoko You don't know a person like me, I could sell your songs to Nike And for all you know that I could save your soul As only true love can change your
movement and blurry eyesight What you want I already got And after I control I keep head high Head pon-cocked And pockets rollin', you foldin' You fagot
movement and blurry eyesight What you want I already got And after I controll I keep head high, head pon-cocked And pockets rollin' You foldin' You fagot
, and blurry eyesights What you want I already got and that's control, I keep my head high, hand pon cock and pockets swollen, you foldin, you faggot
