Novaspace - To France

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Taking on water,
Sailing a restless sea
rFom a memory,
A fantasy.
The wind carries
Into white water,
Far from the islands.
Don t you know you re
[ Chorus ]
Never going to get to France.
Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you?
Never going to get to France.
Could a new romance ever bind you?
Walking on foreign ground,
Like a shadow,
Roaming in far off
Territory.
Over your shoulder,
Stories unfold, you re
Searching for sanctuary.
You know you re
[ Repeat Chorus ]
I see a picture
By the lamp s flicker.
Isn t it strange how
Dreams fade and shimmer?
[ Repeat Chorus ]
I see a picture
By the lamp s flicker.
Isn t it strange how
Dreams fade and shimmer?
[ Repeat Chorus ]
Never going to get to France.
Never going to....
Never going to get to France.
Never going to....
Never going to get to France.
Never going to...

Inne utwory

  • Nightflight
  • Homeless
  • Guardian Angel
  • Come out of your darkness
  • Paradise
  • All through the night
  • Your eyes
  • So lonely
  • Dancing with tears in my eyes
  • Wicked game
  • Beds are burning
  • Run to you
  • Taste my love
  • Tears in may
  • Close to you
  • Time after time
  • One more try

    • Losowe utwory

    Cyfroni

    [Fokus]
    Śpię, kompy na noc odpalone
    Rano sprawdzam co mam na HDD, potem jem
    Czekam aż prześle się MP3 z FTP
    Przez HTTP na USB, wciąż to samo
    Te, jestem cyfronem, ziomek, wchodzę jak na Onet
    Na moją stronę na moment na czacie przybić pionę
    Login, pass, nick, spam znikł, chodź na zielone
    OP y przydzielone, mody też,...

    One woman

    Find my way, in the five o clock rush hour,
    As daylight, slowly leaves the sky.
    I open the door, to that little room,
    That we call home.
    Loving arms, are there, to greet me,

    Tender lips are there, to meet me.
    At the end of the day,
    You know...

    Desensitize

    Forced into black - and this is all we know
    Acquired taste to kill ourselves
    For demon seeds to grow
    Accept the fact - we re not the same
    No right or wrong in casting blame
    Incarcerate society for what is harsh reality

    A mnie się diabeł śni

    Naftowa lampa ze śpiącą ćmą
    Drżący płomień całuje jej skrzydła
    Coś niedobrze między tobą i mną
    Popatrz to przez ciebie tak zbrzydłam
    Oczy twoje zieloność kamieni
    Znów odchodzisz myślami o zmroku
    Kto mi ciebie odebrał odmienił
    I gdzie jesteś tamten sprzed roku…

    Neutral ground

    I heard a shot last night, it woke me up from my sleep.
    There s no such thing as friendly fire.
    Oh mama, don t turn on the lights,
    Oh papa, get away from the window,
    You never know which way the angel s comin in....